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#1: Only the Virtuous. Part II (RCS #9) 08/01/07 - Page 24 Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:26 pm
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In the following days the newspapers and television had been full of the story about what had happened at the Prison. There was no mention of anyone entering the prison clandestinely or about the fact that the Police were there purely because their Commander was a friend of John Coates. Instead the story had, with the insistence of Hilda, Nell and John, been presented as solely an internal one. That the uncovering of Masters and Robertson was part of a long-term strategy. In addition, nothing had been said about the fact that two inmates, one of them extremely dangerous, had been allowed to leave the prison - basically because that fact had not been made known to the Media, Police or Prison Board. Some good items had been mentioned; namely that Robertson had been killed in self-defence and that Masters was facing a number of charges including corruption, running a brothel, forcing women into prostitution and theft of Government funds. He had been remanded into custody and his trial date was set for later that year.

Geri had read through all of these reports without comment; spending a few days with Hilda and Nell at their cottage at their insistence she managed to purely rest and do very little; allowing her body to recover from the affects of shock. By the Friday, however, she decided to return to her apartment – wanting to allow her friends to return to their work preparing for the new School term – starting the following Monday – without distraction. Eventually Hilda and Nell agreed with her reasoning and dropped her back at her place, refusing to come in with her as they had to return to the School. Geri had wandered around her flat, noting that the kitchen window had been repaired and that she had a quote from a local builder for installation of a proper alarm system. She noted that she had a number of messages on her answer phone and started to listen to them while sorting through her post. The first letter that she opened and most of the messages all said the same thing – inviting her to an urgent meeting of the Prison Board the following Monday.

That Monday Geri arrived at the pertinent building early for her meeting at 10am; she had considered for a long time whether she would actually attend. Thinking over the weekend as to the purpose of the meeting. The messages and letter had given no details, had given no clue as to why the Board wanted to see her. They didn’t sound unfriendly, instead almost perfunctory, with no clue as to the reasoning behind the request. Geri did wonder if they wanted to discuss the recent events at the prison, but felt that her statement to the Police earlier in the week would have given all the information - at least, all the information she was prepared to impart.

Promptly at ten am, a secretary appeared, smiled at Geri, and asked that ‘Miss Shaw please follow me.’ Geri was ushered into the large Board Room - the same one she had been in the week before when they had pronounced sentence. Indeed the composition of the Board was very similar - almost all the same people being there. Geri did notice two new people though, replacements for Jason Isherwood and Samantha Haslam, both of whom were facing corruption charges. Geri sat at one end of the table and looked round at the other people in the room; they were all dressed very formally. Geri had made a conscious choice not to dress formally, instead wearing a smart but somewhat casual suit and with her left arm still in a sling. Of course the last time she had sat here, the week before, she had been in uniform…

Jim Grange smiled across at the woman, “Geri, it’s so good to see you once more,” he said quickly, “are you recovering well? How is your arm?”

Geri’s face remained impassive, “I am recovering, thank you, Mr Grange,” she said quickly, “I have an appointment at the fracture clinic later this week and will start physiotherapy soon.”

One of the women there spoke then, “We are all so very grateful for what you did, Miss Shaw. Your actions have been so very helpful for us.”

Geri raised an eyebrow, “I didn’t do anything to help you,” she said, “I wanted to help the inmates and Staff of the prison, they did not deserve what happened to them.”

“No, no, of course not,” Grange said, reaching across to pat Geri on her right shoulder, “but thank you, all the same. Your actions were exemplary.”

There was silence for a time, Geri forcing herself not to reply ‘You’re welcome’ when she had just insisted that her deeds had not been performed for the Board’s benefit. After a time she turned to Grange, “May I ask, Mr Grange, why the Board requested this meeting? Your messages and letter were not very informative.”

Jim Grange smiled, looking like a kindly old uncle, “The name is Jim, Geri,” he said quickly, “and our reason for this meeting is very simple - it’s to discover when you will be fit to return to work.”

“We appreciate you might need a little time off because of your injury,” the woman who had spoken before, Geri recalled that her name was Joyce Shipley, “but surely, being right handed, you’ll not have to wait until it has fully healed?”

Geri looked surprised, “I beg your pardon, Mr Grange,” she said deliberately, “but perhaps you’ve forgotten? Exactly one week ago today I sat in this very chair while you pronounced that I was being dismissed from the Prison Service for Gross Misconduct. That I was entitled to no notice, payment, pension or references, despite having completed more than twenty-one years unblemished service.”

“I realise that,” Grange replied, a little ruffled, “but circumstances change, we have discovered that your accusers have all been performing criminal acts themselves,” he stopped and Geri waited, when no further response seemed forthcoming Geri prompted,

“And?”

Grange swallowed, “And, perhaps, we were wrong to condemn you,”

“Perhaps?” Geri’s eyes flashed and she frowned, “I don’t think that that’s enough, Mr Grange, do you?”

Jim Grange sat in silence for a time then, quietly, “We were wrong, Miss Shaw, please accept our apologies,”

Geri looked round the group, seeing that all of them were nodding, “Very well,” she said, “apology accepted, thank you,” she rose to leave.

“Wait, where are you going?” Joyce Shipley spoke quickly, “you haven’t said when you’ll be returning to the prison yet,”

Geri shook her head, “No I haven’t. That’s because I have yet to decide if that’s what I want to do,”

“But you must,” Grange said quickly, “that’s an order,”

“No Mr Grange, I am under no obligation to return, not after all I have endured, and especially not after having sat here last week and heard my character and motivation being insulted and defamed. I was dismissed last week, as far as I’m concerned that decision still stands. I will have to think seriously about whether I wish to place myself back under your command.”

“Please, Miss Shaw,” and now Grange looked extremely concerned, “we need your help.”

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#2: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:33 pm
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Well that's true enough - they do need her! But does she need them?

#3: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:39 pm
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Nice one Geri!

#4: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:03 pm
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Pleased she's not making it easy for them - why should she?

Thanks, Lesley.

#5: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:26 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. She said all the right things and in just the right way.

#6: Author: Lyanne, Location: Ipswich, England

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:32 pm
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Pat wrote

Quote:

they do need her! But does she need them?

And can she trust them enough to go back?

#7: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:35 pm
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I don't honestly know whether I want her to accept for the inmates sake or to refuse because the Board members are such a load of *insert any rude description here*.

Thank you Lesley.

#8: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 11:53 pm
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All the drama of recent days is much more than nailbiting action; it has caused several people to find out much more about others - and about themselves.
Geri will perhaps never again be able to take it for granted that her superiors are on the side of the angels. For the sake of the inmates, I hope she decides she can at least trust them enough to work with them.

I was very interested in Nell's apology to Hilda, too. A revelatory moment which has actually caused her to change. She will, I have no doubt, continue to bully Hilda when she needs it, but never again will she do it automatically and unthinkingly.

Thanks, Lesley, fascinating.

#9: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 12:04 am
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The Prison Board definitely needs to rethink its management strategies! And Geri is behaving just as she ought here - apart from anything else, she is demonstrating quite clearly that she does not need that Board - whereas they might very well need her.

Thank you Lesley.

#10: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:18 am
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Hope the Prison Board learns, and quickly. Maybe a few more lessons from Hilda?

Good for Geri -- especially since her inmates and staff at the prison still have her first loyalty, and being away will be rousing other anxieties.

#11: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 11:23 am
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Thanks Lesley.

Intersting to see what decision Geri makes.

#12: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 12:19 pm
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Good for Geri. Let them wait!

#13: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 5:22 pm
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Geri stopped, looked more closely at the older man, saw the dark circles beneath his eyes, “My help? Why do you need my help?”

Jim Grange told her, helped by a number of comments from others of the Board; when he had finished Geri was very careful not to allow any of the amusement she felt to show on her face,

“And you feel I would be able to help with this situation? Well perhaps I can, but why should I?”

There was a stunned silence then Grange said, stuttering slightly, “W-well, of course, full re-instatement, it would be as though the unfortunate incident last Monday afternoon never happened.”

Geri’s eyebrow rose slightly and she allowed herself a tiny smile, “Oh no,” she said delicately, “I would want far more than that…”

It wasn’t until mid-morning the following day that Geri Shaw was finally able return to the State Prison. Her negotiations with the Prison Board had lasted until well into the afternoon and she was extremely pleased with all the concessions that she had managed to wrest from them. However the most important thing was returning, showing that she was able to do the job. Unable to drive currently due to her arm injury; Geri arrived at the prison in a cab. After paying the driver she got out and stared at the front of the building for some minutes before walking across to the Gatehouse. Her appearance galvanised those Officers on duty and it took some time before they realised that they needed to check her identity and issue her with a set of keys before waving her through the two electronic security doors.

Even before the second door had started opening Geri saw that news of her arrival had spread; through the glass she saw that the most senior of the prison officers, Alex Wood, was waiting for her.

“Geri! Oh it’s so good to see you again,” Alex’s heartfelt greeting was accompanied by a hug that almost crushed the woman’s ribs but, luckily, missing placing too much pressure on her left arm. “How are you? Are you recovered? What about the arm, will you have to wear the sling for long?”

Geri smiled, looking across at the man she replied, “I’m fine, I’m recovering nicely, the arm is healing well and I’ll probably have to have the sling for another couple of weeks.”

“Well that’s not a problem,” Alex replied, “anything that you can’t do we can cover for you. I’m just so pleased that the Board saw sense.”

Geri looked across then realised that the Officers covering the Gatehouse were all listening intently, “Let’s find somewhere a little more private, shall we? Among other things I’ll need a handover.”

The pair walked in silence across to the Admin Block and one of the offices, Geri then turned toward the man and raised an eyebrow, “You refused promotion to Senior Officer,” she began, “you also gave notice that you would not remain in charge of the Prison, even though you were the most senior.”

Alex nodded, “I did,” he said, unabashed, “what they did to you wasn’t right, Geri, railroading you like that, when all you’d ever tried to do was the best for this place.”

“Regardless, Alex, you shouldn’t have involved the rest of the staff…”

“Me involve them?” Alex shook his head, “I couldn’t stop them, the no overtime, ‘work to rule’ all their ideas, not mine. And every one of them placed in a transfer request independently. If it was anyone it was probably Pat and Katya, not me.”

Geri shook her head, “And what about how all this affected the inmates, Alex, did you think of that? Grange tells me the prison has been on virtual lock down over the last few days,”

“Yes it has,” Alex replied, “did he tell you why?”

“What do you mean? I assumed it was because of the action by the Officers,”

“Not really,” Alex shrugged, “not surprised Grange didn’t tell you mind - not something he wanted to get out - the inmates have refused to work,”

“What?”

Alex nodded, “All of them, just outright refused. Started Wednesday, not even in the kitchen or Farm,”

“But what about meals?”

“Scratch meals, as much as we can provide, that’s all, they’ve had no visits since Thursday and no shop. Haven’t had access to their stockpile - I locked up the Games Room after you told me about it - just haven’t had the chance to empty it yet. They’ve been on short rations.”

Geri looked shocked, “Grange didn’t tell me this,” she said, she swallowed and took a deep breath, “What about punishment?”

“Sure, first eight that disobeyed the order to go to work are in Solitary, what do I do with the other two hundred?”

Geri looked shocked, “All of them?”

“Yep,”

“And their reason? Their demands?”

Alex looked across at Geri, “Well there we find ourselves in complete agreement. See they wanted the same thing as we, the Officers, wanted - you re-instated.” Alex took a deep breath then continued, “It’s also why Grange and the others couldn’t get anyone from outside to take over as Senior Officer or Governor from another prison…”

“You arranged that?”

“Yeah, spoke to all the Union Reps in the other nicks, told them what’s been going on - they passed details on to their members. Everyone Grange approached said they weren’t interested. So what now, Geri?”

Geri Shaw stood in silence for some time, eventually she straightened and looked across at the man opposite, tears in her eyes, “Assemble all the inmates, in the courtyard outside, include those in Solitary. Also as many of the Officers as can be spared. This behaviour has got to stop now.”

It took only a very short time for Miss Shaw’s orders to be carried out, as Mr Wood had indicated, the inmates were not rioting nor behaving badly in any other way except that they were refusing to work. The women all lined up in their rows and files - a normal method of counting used in an emergency to check if anyone was missing. The eight from Solitary joined their colleagues and the women all waited. When Miss Shaw appeared the courtyard was suddenly silent.

Geri Shaw breathed deeply once before speaking, “I was asked to return to work, probably earlier than any medical recommendation, because of concerns about certain behaviour within this establishment. Behaviour both of the inmates and the Officers. Now, as far as I’m concerned, anything that has happened over the last six days is past, that includes those who were serving time in Solitary. As of now I expect exemplary behaviour from all inmates and a return to normal duties by all Officers - am I understood?”

There was a quiet but positive murmur from all areas, Geri Shaw nodded, “Very well, then as it is now,” she checked her watch, “a little after ten o’clock, I would suggest that you all get to work as soon as possible,”

There was absolute stillness for a few seconds, then a dark head near the front row of the North Wing inmates nodded. As soon as she did, the rest of the women moved toward the doors to the prison, lining up for their work details. As the courtyard slowly emptied Geri looked across at Alex,

“The same goes for you, Alex, I’ll take no notice of anything that’s happened over the last six days but…”

“Understood, Geri,” Alex grinned, “I’ll contact the other Reps, and I expect all those transfer requests will be withdrawn.”

“Let us hope so,” Geri remarked drily. She stood watching as all the inmates and Officers re-entered the prison, one of the last to enter was the dark haired inmate. Instead of walking into the prison she suddenly made a detour and walked over to stand in front of Geri. Geri Shaw waved away an officer that would have intervened and looked across at the inmate - it was Butcher.

Butcher grinned suddenly, “So you Governor now then, Shaw?” she asked.

Geri Shaw smiled, as she turned to walk back into the prison she replied, “Yes Butcher, I’m Governor.”

As she entered the prison Butcher’s response floated back, “About bloody time!”

#14: Author: Ray, Location: Bristol, England

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:23 pm
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Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!

Fantastic result - and the best possible result, me thinks.

Ray *relieved*

#15: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:39 pm
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Very much needed.

#16: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:27 pm
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Well done, Geri - and I bet she really enjoyed doing that. As did Butcher, watching her. Laughing

Thanks, Lesley.

#17: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:30 pm
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Huzzah!

Geri for Govenor!

#18: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:25 pm
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Yay fantastic update Lesley. The level of support for Geri was amazing, and very well deserved.
Thank you.

#19: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:59 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm really glad that Geri is now the Governor!

#20: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 10:14 pm
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Wehay!

What a moving tribute to Geri. And how typical of her that her first thought is to get everything functioning again.

Great result!

#21: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 11:34 pm
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Couldn't agree more, Butcher!

I loved the unified action - most impressive.

#22: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 7:32 am
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Fantastic, Lesley. I *love* Butcher's comment.

#23: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 8:47 am
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Yay!

Thank you Lesley.

#24: Author: Ruth B, Location: Oxford, UK

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 9:26 am
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As she entered the prison Butcher’s response floated back, “About bloody time!”

Well quite. *Applauds*

#25: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 6:12 pm
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The bell for Morning Break had rung some ten minutes earlier so when, finally, there was a quick tap on the connecting door Hilda Annersley; Headmistress of the Real Chalet School, looked over somewhat impatiently,

“Come in Nell, what kept you?”

Nell Wilson, Deputy Head, grimaced slightly, “Having to dole out some additional Prep to some extremely dense Third Formers,” she replied, “what is it about holidays that cause even the most intelligent girl to completely forget everything they have ever learnt about Chemistry? I know we’ve only reached the Wednesday of the first week, but even so!”

Hilda passed across a hot mug of coffee and the biscuit tin, “Well I do have some sympathy for them, Nell,” she said, smiling, “it is Chemistry, after all!”

Nell glared across at her friend, “Hilda! You do, at least, know the solid and gaseous states of water, don’t you?”

Hilda blinked, “Well, let me see…” she paused, surreptitiously watching her partner’s face grow darker and darker, “…not sure about…”

“Hilda!”

The Head raised her hands in surrender, “Alright, alright, they are ice and steam, okay?”

Nell continued glaring for some seconds, “Okay,” she said reluctantly, then she shook her head, “so explain why half the form were insistent that the gaseous form of water was Hydrogen? I’ve just spent the last twenty minutes going over the difference between elements and compounds and why, although Hydrogen is a part of water, it doesn’t mean that once the liquid boils it turns into Hydrogen.” Nell raised her eyes to the ceiling.

Hilda very carefully didn’t laugh, instead she changed the subject, “I’ve just heard from Geri,”

“Oh?” Nell was immediately interested, “How’d it go?”

“Very well, she says she’s slotted in as though the post was made for her. She says she has hundreds of ideas about ways to change and improve things…”

“Hope you told her to take it slow and build from a secure…” Nell’s voice trailed off as she caught her friend’s expression, “Okay, stupid comment, of course you did.”

“Yes, I also said that if she wanted any help from either of us she had only to ask – she said she might have a couple of things for us personally and also maybe some bits for us to look at from the School’s point of view and from RCS Industries – she’ll contact us in the next week or so”

“Sounds interesting,” Nell replied, sipping her coffee, “is she coming over this weekend?”

“Probably not,” Hilda replied, “I think she’ll probably want to spend the weekend at the prison, ensure she gets a good start,”

“So long as she doesn’t overdo it,” Nell commented, “I think Ruth is going over to spend the night with her on Saturday – she should be able to keep an eye on her.”

Hilda made herself another coffee and looked across to see if Nell wanted another. Nell shook her head just as the bell went for Third lesson. The Deputy Head leant back in her chair,

“Have I told you, Miss Annersley,” she began, “just how much I appreciate this new idea of yours? The two of us having a weekly meeting to discuss any School business? It’s really rather a good idea,”

“Why thank you Miss Wilson, so glad that you approve,” Hilda sat back down at the oval table, “though I must admit that the idea was really Rosalie’s to begin with – it was she who pointed out to me that we should be using School time to discuss School business, rather than doing it once we’d gone home for the night.”

“Must remember to thank Rosalie then,” Nell said with a yawn.

Hilda looked across quickly, “You,” she began, “are going to bed early tonight!”

Nell yawned again, “Yes mother, I’ve finished the book anyway,” she grinned and stretched, “well then, are we going to begin the meeting?”

“We are,” Hilda said, reaching across for a file on her desk, “Here, this is my first draft of ideas for ways to reduce the workload for Staff outside of core school time,”

Nell quickly read through the paper, “Hmmm,” she mused, “dropping the amount of cover for Prep is a good idea,” she began, “having the Middles all in one place meant that the number of Staff dropped from twelve to one. So you want to do the same for the Seniors?”

“It would make sense, Nell,” Hilda replied. “The Sixths are responsible enough to be left, it’s just that the Fifths might not be,”

“Well some of the Fifths are very young, mentally,” Nell agreed, “they may not have made the change from Middles yet. Just saying they can do their Prep in their Form Rooms may not be suitable. Have we got another large room? You won’t want the Dining Room used, surely?”

Hilda shook her head, “No, I thought perhaps the Gym? The foldaway desks and chairs all have rubber tipped legs, there would be no risk of damaging the floor.”

“Good idea, and allow the kids to supervise themselves?”

“Yes, it will give the Prefects some responsibility but without expecting them the sacrifice their entire Prep time.”

“Good,” Nell said with satisfaction, “right, my turn, we are definitely going to need a Biology Mistress as soon as possible. I wanted a chat to you about salary - can we offer a little more?”

Hilda frowned, “How much more, Nell? I don’t want to fall into the trap of hiring new people at higher salaries than those already in post - it makes people feel unappreciated and bitter,”

“No, my idea was to look at increasing the scales altogether,” Nell looked over at her friend, “I’ve checked with Mollie, we’re pretty good for cash - all our building work is now over and we’re still increasing in numbers so the money’s coming in. What do you think?”

Hilda sat thinking for a while then nodded, “If it can be done then fine, ask Mollie to let me have details of the cash flow we have and we can discuss how much we can increase salaries. Now, my turn..."

#26: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 6:25 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It was nice to see them discussing school affairs.

#27: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 6:38 pm
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Three fab updates, Lesley. Thanks. Very Happy

Hurrah for Geri becoming Governor - couldn't agree with Butcher more! I think she's going to make rather a good one! Love the convo between Hilda and Nell, and Nell's rant about chemistry. Though have to admit I'm sympathising more with her third formers... *g*

#28: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 7:26 pm
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I love the way the officers and prisoners both took action Very Happy

I'm sure Geri will make a good Governor and loved Butcher's comment.

Good for Hilda and Nell looking for ways to improve the working hours of the staff and being willing to pay more as all is going well for RCS. Rosalie is right as well - they probably live and breathe school at home.

Also loved the fact that Nell will get an early night as she's finished her book - sounds familiar Wink

#29: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 8:49 pm
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Well an early night is impossible if you haven't finished your book. Smile

#30: Author: Sugarplum, Location: second star to the right!

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 9:25 pm
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Fantastic about Butcher - I like the idea of Hilda and Nell getting time in School time to talk about school too.

#31: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 11:10 pm
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Well, good for Rosalie. I'm sure Hilda and Nell spend enough time thinking and talking about school anyway without being forced to, because there's no other time. I hope they are firm with themselves about having non-school time and interests.
It must be a big decision to raise salaries in that context, you can't very well reduce them if things don't go so well.
And my sympathies are firmly with Nell's Third Formers, too! Liked Hilda winding her up ...
Geri will be a fantastic Governor.

#32: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 11:48 pm
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That was a good idea of Rosalie's - a formalised context in which to consider new ideas/strategies/requirements, without them being part of home life.

Good to see Ruth developing a closer friendship with Geri.

Interesting to see them considering the staff workload and salaries.

#33: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 2:15 am
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Excellent that Geri's reinstated! Especially on her terms, and in response to such solidarity from both staff and prisoners. Very Happy

Nice seeing the school back to normal business. Very sensible on the salary front, too -- nothing like finding out rank and experience have no relevance. :fume: *considers mailing off application*

#34: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 4:52 am
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Now don't get used to me posting this early - I just happened to be up early enough to finish this! Laughing

At about the same time Butcher and Grant had been pulled off of their respective work details and taken back to the Wing. The Officer that accompanied then did not know why, only that the orders had come direct from the Governor. The two inmates were left to wait until Miss Shaw sent for them.

“You seen this, Butcher?” Grant nodded toward the Games Room, unlike earlier the Room was now open, inside the section of wall that had hidden a small storeroom had been removed and the contents of the storeroom confiscated. Butcher sighed,

“Knew she’d do it,” she said philosophically.

At that moment there were footsteps and a Prison Officer appeared to escort them to the Governor. Inside the Governor’s Office Butcher saw that Geri Shaw had already made a start at changing things, the heavy mahogany furniture had been replaced by far more modern styles. The chairs now looked comfortable rather than being chosen purely because they looked imposing.

“Thank you Mr Read,” the Governor smiled, “please wait outside until I call you,”

“B-but…?” The Officer looked across at the two inmates, his expression saying how he didn’t want to leave the Governor alone with them.

Geri smiled, “I will be perfectly safe, Mr Read,” she said, “now, please, wait outside,”

After a sharp glare at Butcher the Officer did just that. Butcher smiled slightly, not bothering to tell the man that Shaw was safe. She looked across at the Governor.

“Sit down please, Butcher, Grant,” Geri said softly, both inmates did so, though with a number of puzzled looks, no inmate ever sat in the Governor’s Office. Their expression had not been missed and Geri smiled slightly, “I’m well aware that this is not normal procedure in the Governor’s Office, however, this once, I wish to relax the formality somewhat.”

Both women nodded and Butcher spoke, “Thanks Governor,”

Geri sat back, “No Butcher, in this case it is I that should be thanking you, both of you. Grant? I heard about what happened in Solitary. Mrs Blanchford says that it was owing to your actions that all the pictures were sent. She also says that it was due to your actions that when the Police came to arrest Officer Stone, they found him still unconscious in one of the Solitary cells,”

Grant shrugged, “Mrs Blanchford and me were partners, had to help her,”

“Well my thanks, anyway,” Shaw returned, “and Butcher? You already have my thanks and gratitude for all that you did. And for what you sacrificed.”

Butcher looked across steadily, “You stopped a bullet for me Shaw…Miss Shaw, I owe you.”

Geri Shaw smiled slightly, “Let’s say that we each helped the other,” she said quietly. She took a deep breath before continuing, “Now, I’m aware that, with the exception of only a very few people, no one outside the prison knows exactly how I happened to gain entry on the morning of Tuesday last week. But most people inside do - and the circumstances are such that I never want them to be repeated. And I certainly don’t want any inmate to believe that the pair of you behaved in that fashion without you experiencing the consequences of your actions.”

Grant looked puzzled, “Consequences?” Butcher just nodded, catching on to Shaw’s intentions.

Miss Shaw nodded, “I’m afraid I cannot overlook your behaviour - escaping from lawful custody is a serious offence - therefore you are each sentenced to one month solitary confinement. You will not, however, lose any remission you may have earned.”

Butcher nodded again, accepting the sentence without comment, the same could not be said for the second prisoner, Grant seemed incensed, she glared across the desk at the woman and jumped to her feet,

“A month? A bloody month? After all we did you just dismiss it and send us down to Isolation? My God, you bitch!”

At this Miss Shaw’s eyebrow rose but, before she could say anything Butcher took a hand; reaching across she grabbed Grant round the neck and pulled her back to her chair, at the same time she spoke,

“Sit down and shut up, you idiot, she’s doing us a favour!”

Grant struggled to free herself, “A favour? I don’t think so…”

“No?” Butcher’s voice over-rode the other woman, “You’d prefer to be seen by the Judge?”

“The Judge? What do you mean?”

“I mean that, if she wanted, Miss Shaw could press charges, let’s see as well as Escaping Lawful Custody, there’s a couple of counts of Assault on a Prison Officer, Possession of Illegal Firearms, Breaking and Entering, Kidnapping,” Butcher counted down on her fingers, “I’m sure I’ve left a few out. If a Judge hears all that we’ll both be getting an extra ten years, doesn’t bother me, can’t increase my sentence, but you’ve only got four years to serve.”

“I-I-I…” Grant looked shocked, she swallowed quickly, looked across at the woman on the other side of the desk, “Sorry, Miss Shaw, didn’t realise. Thank you.”

Miss Shaw nodded, she pressed the Intercom button, called in the Officer outside,

“Mr Read, please take Butcher and Grant to the Isolation Wing, they each have a one month sentence.” She bent to fill in some forms on the desk.

The man nodded, ushered out the two women.

…

Mid-afternoon saw Miss Shaw visiting the Solitary block, she spoke first with the officers and then Grant before going on to Butcher’s cell. Once the cell door was open the Governor looked in to see Butcher on her bed reading a library book. Unlike on other occasions the cell, like Grant’s beforehand, had a number of items within it that were not normally associated with punishment in Solitary. Geri Shaw saw a number of books and magazines, a radio, a kettle and tea/coffee making facilities and some cans of soft drinks being kept cool in the sink. Butcher looked up as the door opened,

“Afternoon Miss Shaw, you responsible for all this, then?”

Shaw nodded, “For this occasion only, Butcher, if you are sentenced to Solitary in the future everything will revert to normal. Grant has the same.”

“Well it makes a change,” Butcher said quickly, “nice, thanks,”

The Governor nodded, “You’re welcome,” she replied, “I cannot stay long, I have rather a lot to do, but I’ll be in every day, just to check everything is alright,”

“Another thing just for this stretch?”

Shaw shook her head, “No, in future I, or if I’m not available the Senior Officer, will speak to all in Solitary every day. Listen to any concerns or complaints.”

Butcher considered, “That’s good, a start anyway. Who’s Senior Officer? Mrs Francis?”

“No, Mr Wood - he has seniority and has passed the relevant Board,”

“Woody’s okay,” she paused, seeing the Governor’s expression, “alright, Mr Wood then,”

“Yes.” Miss Shaw turned to go then turned back, remembering something, “Oh, by the way, Butcher,” she said, “I have spoken with the Senior Maintenance Officer about the ‘secret room’ in the Games Room. He has demolished it and confiscated all contents.”

Butcher sighed, her mind going through the supplies that had been held in the room,

“Knew it would happen, saw it earlier today,” she said.

“Yes,” Shaw paused, then continued, “He has, of course returned all contents to me, the foodstuffs and phone cards will be returned to the shop, however there was one item that had no place,” she reached into her pocket and retrieved a small roll of money, “this,” she said.

Butcher looked across at the money, there was perhaps five hundred dollars there, she shrugged, “What do you expect me to say, Shaw? I knew I was going to lose the lot when I showed you the place.”

Shaw nodded, “Yes, I know, but my own sense of justice feels that for you to lose this would not be just,” she proffered the money to the inmate.

Butcher swallowed, her eyes flickered up to the small camera in the ceiling, Shaw caught the glance, “The camera is switched off, Butcher,” she said quickly.

Butcher smiled, “You sure about that, Governor?”

Geri returned the smile, “On this occasion, yes. Now, take the money, Butcher, how you get it out of Solitary is your problem. And remember - should any contraband or money be discovered in the future I will have no sympathy.”

“Right,” Butcher replied, reaching out to take the roll of dollars from the Governor, “I’ll have to make sure you don’t discover it, then.”

“Do that,“ Shaw replied with a smile, she then stepped outside and the cell door was locked behind her.

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#35: Author: Tan, Location: London via Newcastle Australia

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 5:53 am
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Glad I was up early enough to read this! Thanks Lesley.

#36: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 6:43 am
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One of those occasions when justice is not only seen to be done, it is done.

And I'm sure that Butcher will manage everything most efficiently.

#37: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 10:03 am
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Thank you Lesley.

Think Geri is going to make a good and fair governor.

#38: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 11:55 am
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Sorry I missed last night's post, Lesley, but you had me laughing at Nell's telling Hilda to make sure Geri doesn't overdo it! Hah!

As to this episode, it just reinforces what a formidable woman Geri Shaw has become, and hence the significant influence she will have on the Prison Service in the future.

Thank you.

#39: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 3:59 pm
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Thanks Lesley. Very Happy

#40: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 3:21 am
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Fine sense of balance there. Very Happy

#41: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 5:43 pm
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I love the relationship between Geri and Butcher!
Thanks Lesley.

#42: Author: nikkie, Location: Cumbria

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 6:30 pm
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Think Geri has been taking tips off Hilda!
Thanks Lesley but surely you haven't started part 2 just to finish Confused

it on page 3?

#43: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 6:45 pm
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nikkie wrote:

Think Geri has been taking tips off Hilda!
Thanks Lesley but surely you haven't started part 2 just to finish Confused

it on page 3?

No - sorry that last bit was a little ambiguous! - It was very early in the morning - I meant finish that particular post - I'd written some of it the night before and finished it just before I posted it.

Lesley

#44: Author: Sugarplum, Location: second star to the right!

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 10:20 pm
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and here was me thinking you were updating it Lesley- I should i have realised by now!

#45: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 10:26 pm
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Sugarplum wrote:

and here was me thinking you were updating it Lesley- I should i have realised by now!

It wasn't done in an attempt to trick you Sugar - I was replying to a query.

#46: Author: Identity Hunt, Location: UK

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:48 am
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Thanks for the fab updates, Lesley.

Geri will make a brilliant Governor, but it is all too plain sailing so far, for my peace of mind. There must be trouble brewing somewhere in the RCS universe........ Wink

#47: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 12:01 pm
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There always is, so why should this one be any different?

#48: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 7:37 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Geri is being so fair.

#49: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 7:51 pm
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At the Real Chalet School the term moved swiftly; the routines falling into place within only a day or two. The term was nine weeks long with Half Term falling from the afternoon of Friday 24th February until the morning of Wednesday 1st March. The term was the beginning of a new School Year and included, among other things, the opening of the Swimming Pool, the admission of boys into the Junior School and, from his point of view the most important, the entrance of Robbie Elliott into Reception Class. He and Cherry had spent the first weekend after term started staying with Hilda and Nell and the little boy had insisted that his two Grandmas be dragged round his classroom. It not appearing to occur to him that either the Headmistress or Deputy Head might have seen the room before!

The next week seemed to go well; the School settling in after the excitement of the Christmas holidays. The new arrangements for Prep for the Seniors were enacted and the older girls seemed happy about the additional freedom. The new Head Girl, Jamel Darian, and her Prefects well able to keep control in the Gym where the ninety minutes of Prep was held. The Staff too seemed to enjoy the time off, only needing one member of Staff to sit in for the Middles Prep. This task was divided between only the Senior Staff, the Heads of Department - as there were nine Departments, Miss Annersley placed herself on the rota, meaning that the duty came up once a fortnight. Those Staff that were Form Mistresses for Junior and Kindergarten forms were not quite so lucky, unfortunately, in that they still had to supervise their classes. However the additional time that they had to work was not ignored; instead they all had the option of additional afternoons off when they could be fitted into their timetable. Rosalie Dene, the Office manager, was heard on many occasions to praise the fact that she could arrange timetables with the help of a computer nowadays!

The weather continued to be extremely warm, sometimes reaching more than thirty degrees outside. The temperature was too hot to allow the girls out on the beach for long and the Swimming Pool was used every day. As a way to save water the pool used water from the ocean, having first been through a desalination plant. This plant also provided all water to the School and its surroundings. As it had been designed with the environment in mind, the plant was solar powered. The Pool was a great success, so much so that Peggy Burnett had already requested that a School Gala be held at the end of term.

It was partway through the second week that a problem manifested itself; on their way over to their cottage on Wednesday evening, Kathie Ferrars was regaling her partner Nancy Wilmot with some incident that had occurred during Prep,

“Anyway I walked in to find half IIIa hadn’t got all their books with them - they said it was because they didn’t hear the bell, but I’m sure it was more than that. The rest of the form managed and anyway the girls all wear watches, they should know the timetable. I told all of them to retrieve their books and timed them, they all have to make up the time Saturday morning in detention.”

“You’re covering on Saturday?”

“Only the morning, have that service to go to at midday,”

“Oh, right,” Nancy didn’t sound as though she were really paying attention, Kathie looked across,

“Something wrong, Nance?”

The Head of Maths sighed, “Maybe, I’m just not quite sure how to handle it.”

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#50: Author: Tan, Location: London via Newcastle Australia

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 7:54 pm
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Wow! Just logged in in time to read the new update. It seems like trouble is brewing again ... I thought it was too peaceful to last.

I loved Rosalie's praise of the computer! Doing the timetables manually must have been very painful.

#51: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 8:02 pm
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Having had occasion to look at a time-tabling/room allocation programme recently ( Exclamation

), I can assure you that even using one of those it can be extremely complicated!

#52: Author: leahbelle, Location: Kilmarnock

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 8:06 pm
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I've been reading this, but not commenting and thought it was time I did! Thanks, Lesley. Really enjoying it. I always wondered how people managed to do timetabling manually.

#53: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 8:34 pm
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Tan wrote:

I thought it was too peaceful to last.

It always is, Tan! Laughing

Thanks for all the info on the new term, Lesley, especially Robbie's very natural pride as he shows his classroom to his grandmas. Laughing

#54: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 10:21 pm
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*wonders what's going on with Nancy* It can't be the same problem as in RCS 6 (or was it 7?) - can it? Surely not - Lesley, unlike EBD, doesn't tend to repeat her storylines Wink

#55: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 11:38 pm
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Nice to be back at school for the nonce.

Enjoyed Robbie's insistence on showing H/N his classroom, and was impressed by Hilda putting herself on the supervision rota.
Agree with Pat, timetables are a nightmare even with computers, too many variables - life was simpler in the era when they were done manually, though any of it makes my brain leak badly.

Really wondering what Nancy's problem is. And no, Lesley doesn't repeat herself! Wink

#56: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 2:20 am
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Good to see the new school year started well - and of course Robbie would want to show his classroom to both his grandmas.

Hmm, wonder what the problem is.

#57: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:37 am
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Thanks, Lesley. I am also wondering what the problem is. It's lovely to hear about Robbie wanting to show Hilda and Nell his new classroom!

#58: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 2:48 pm
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Thank you Lesley. Also wondering...

#59: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 2:54 pm
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Hmm sounds ominous.
Thanks Lesley

#60: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 7:25 pm
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“What do you mean?” Kathie asked, worried.

Nancy sighed and indicated that the pair should enter their cottage first. Inside, when both were sat on the sofa in the lounge, she continued, “It’s not what you think,” she warned, “but I saw Katrina Palmer today and she’s having problems…”

“Problems?” Kathie interrupted hotly, “If she’s starting any of that nonsense again I won’t..” She stopped as Nancy held up a hand.

“I said, it’s not what you think, Kathie,” Nancy said with a smile, “and if it were I’d have no difficulty dealing with it. Since her return, in fact since I spoke with her that day in the San, what nine months ago? There’s been no return to her former behaviour, in fact her behaviour has been exemplary – it’s the reason I was able to recommend that she be made a Prefect this year.”

“Then what is it?” Kathie said, having calmed down somewhat and looking puzzled.

“I think,” Nancy replied, “that she is having problems with some of the girls, problems related to what happened last year.”

“Good,” Kathie said, some satisfaction in her voice, there was a pause, she then sighed and looked over at the other woman, “You don’t think so, do you?”

“Part of me does,” Nancy admitted, “but part of me thinks that that attitude is unworthy. We’re supposed to forgive when someone makes a mistake aren’t we? Not keep referring to the mistake for years to come,”

“I suppose not,” Kathie said reluctantly, “alright, what problems?”

“I had some of the Thirds this morning, Katrina came in to tell me I had a phone call – she had been in the Admin Block at the time. As she was free she volunteered to stay with the class and, if necessary, see them to Break.”

“That was good of her,” Kathie commented.

“Yes, anyway the phone call didn’t take long and I returned, probably quicker than the girls expected to find a group of the girls were, well basically ‘answering back’, ‘cheeking’ her – I expected her to reprimand them – after all she’s well able to keep discipline, then I listened to what they were saying.”

“Well? What was it?”

Nancy took a deep breath, “Let me see, ‘You’re not a real Prefect,’ ‘You nearly got expelled – you can’t tell us what to do,’ ‘We know what you did – you’re not fit to be here.’ That was the gist of it,”

Kathie frowned, “But how do they know? The only class that knew everything was your Lower Sixth, the rest of the Seniors might have been able to guess but not the Middles – they were all Lower Third then, didn’t even see any of the six when they were temporarily demoted.”

“I don’t know how they know,” Nancy replied, “but they obviously do. And a large group of them are taking advantage of the fact.”

“What happened when you got there?”

“Well I inadvertently made a noise as I walked up,” Nancy said, “so by the time I got there they had all fallen silent. Katrina looked rather sick though.”

“Did she say anything?”

Nancy shook her head, “No, and I don’t think it’s likely that she will. The thing is, should I do something? And if I do, what?”

The question remained unanswered for the rest of the week; Saturday morning saw Nancy Wilmot covering for the Head as she was, along with a number of the Mistresses (including Miss Wilson) attending a memorial service. The Church was packed with people and the service although simple was very profound. Afterwards many of the congregation remained in the Church grounds talking. At one point Hilda Annersley was standing on her own when she was interrupted,

“Hello Annersley,” the voice, coming from behind Hilda, caused her to spin round quickly, somewhat startled, she recognised the voice…

“Butcher?”

Butcher grinned across at the other women, noting the look of surprise and shock, “Don’t worry, Annersley, I’m safe,” she said deprecatingly.

Hilda looked at the orange jump suit, handcuffs, leg irons and chains, “I wouldn’t say that, Butcher,” she replied with a smile.

“Well they think I am anyway,” Butcher replied with a jerk of her head toward the Church. Hilda looked across and saw two armed guards standing there watching Butcher.

Hilda frowned, “I thought that you had vowed never to wear those restraints again?”

Butcher shrugged, “I wanted to attend Richards’ memorial; it was the only way Shaw could give her permission. Only way she could get it past the Board.”

“I see, it must be very important to you then?”

“You could say that,” Butcher replied brusquely, “the kid shouldn’t have died, shouldn’t have been placed in that situation. Least I can do is show my respect. Thought you’d be here as well, what about the other teachers?”

“Yes, Miss Derwent, Miss Ferrars, Miss Burnett and Miss Jones are all here – and for the same reason. I have spoken with Mrs Patterson…”

“Patterson? Oh you mean Richards’ grandmother?”

“Yes, she is, obviously, upset – but I think pleasantly surprised that so many are here for Melanie’s memorial.”

There was silence for a time then Butcher said hesitantly, “Could you get her to talk to me?”

Hilda looked surprised, “Are you sure, Butcher? She may not be very friendly toward you.”

Butcher shrugged, “I can live with that, but I need to talk to her, tell her, well, you know.”

“Well I’ll try,” Hilda said doubtfully, “but surely you could see Mrs Patterson when she speaks with Miss Shaw? I know that Miss Shaw has been in correspondence with her for the last week.”

Butcher shook her head, “No,” she said, “I go with Shaw and it’s all official, isn’t it? But some of the things I want to pass on to Richards’ gran,” she paused then, “Shaw can’t know about them.”

Hilda nodded, “Very well Butcher, I’ll have a word with Mrs Patterson, wait here,”

Butcher grinned, “With those goons over there watching my every move, I can’t see me daring to do anything else but wait, can you?” she asked.

#61: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 7:36 pm
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Oh, problems, problems. Thanks, Lesley.

#62: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 8:37 pm
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Butcher knew she could rely on Hilda didn't she? How good that so many attended the service, including from the school. Should be interesting to see what Butcher wants to say.

As to Katrina - maybe Hilda should know, Nancy.

Thanks, Lesley

#63: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 8:42 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I hope that Mrs Patterson will agree to see Butcher.

#64: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 9:16 pm
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Ho hum.

All very interesting...a few problems seemingly sorted only for a few more to rear their heads.

Thanks Lesley

#65: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 11:25 pm
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Now that's interesting, because Nancy is in the same positionwith regard to Katrina that Hilda was with regard to her. And I wonder what she will decided to do?

Good to see Butcher at the service, even though it meant her voluntarily choosing to wear those restraints again. That was a responsible and, yes, loving choice (ok Butcher, I won't embarrass you again!), and one that Hilda would appreciate. Loved Hilda's remark about safety!

#66: Author: Tan, Location: London via Newcastle Australia

Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 6:38 pm
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I am pleased that Butcher went to the service. It is nice to see that she is developing that sense of responsbility to the other inmates again.

#67: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:59 pm
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Interesting. Thanks Lesley.

#68: Author: Kat, Location: Kingston-upon-Thames/Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 4:51 pm
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*looks beggingly at Lesley*

More, please Lesley? *offers chocolate*

Very Happy

#69: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 5:31 pm
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Kat wrote:

*offers chocolate*

Do you think that will work?
*adds more just in case*

#70: Author: Kat, Location: Kingston-upon-Thames/Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 7:50 pm
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If it doesn't we can move on to the hard suff...

like a cast iron frying pan.... Laughing

#71: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 10:18 pm
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Hmmm...ponders. Am feeling a little sorry for Katrina. She did come good, in the end, after all *hope she's thinking of the right person!*

Thanks Lesley,

#72: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 5:22 pm
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While waiting for Hilda to return Butcher was interrupted by a touch on her arm, it was one of the prison guards,

“We'll be returning to the prison soon, Butcher,”

“Yes Miss Mareck,” Butcher replied, “I just asked if I could speak with Mrs Patterson, Richards’ grandmother, she shouldn’t take long.”

“Very well Butcher, we’ll wait,” the prison officer nodded, “but come over here, out of the way – you’re starting to stop traffic!”

Butcher grinned slightly and obeyed. She walked across to lean with her back against a wall between the two guards – both of whom were doing the same, their rifles held in the ‘at ease’ position. Butcher looked across at the two guards and frowned slightly,

“Miss Mareck? I thought you were working all week, how come you’re working the weekend too?”

Katya Mareck considered before smiling a little ruefully, “Well Butcher, did you think that you and Grant were the only ones to face consequences for your actions at the beginning of last week?”

Butcher looked puzzled for a few seconds, then looked across at the other guard, Mr Spencer, “Oh,” she said, “the Governor wasn’t too happy then?” she asked.

“That’s putting it mildly,” Dave Spencer said gruffly, “we’re on call twenty-four/seven,”

“How long?”

“A month, Butcher, same as you,”

“Ah,” Butcher said no more only nodded to herself; there was something very satisfying about knowing that the prison officers had also received punishment for their actions – made her appreciate just how fair Shaw was.

A short time later Hilda Annersley appeared with another women beside her. The other woman was older, probably in her early sixties, with short, wavy hair that was almost silver. She was slightly overweight but looked fit. Her eyes were hard and the line of her jaw somewhat stubborn. She looked over at the prisoner standing between the two guards with barely concealed distaste,

“Miss Annersley informs me that you have something to say to me, convict,” she addressed Butcher, “I can’t say I particularly want to speak to you but I’ll listen,”

Butcher looked at the two guards, “Could we go somewhere a little more private?” she said quickly.

Mrs Patterson shook her head, “I don’t…” she began, then stopped as Hilda placed a hand on her arm,

“Mrs Patterson I think you need to hear what Butcher says,” she said softly.

The older lady swallowed sharply and nodded, “Over here then,” she pointed.

Mrs Patterson, Miss Annersley and Butcher walked over to a corner surrounded by trees, though easily seen by the two guards it was far enough away that they couldn’t be overheard. Once there Mrs Patterson spoke again,

“Melanie told me about you,” she addressed Butcher, “told me you had killed at least four people, that you were the most dangerous person she’d ever met. She was frightened of you.”

Butcher nodded, “She was right, I am a killer, I am dangerous,” she shrugged, “why d’you think I’m wearing all this?” She indicated the cuffs and chains.

Perhaps Butcher’s honesty surprised Mrs Patterson because she blinked slightly and the hard look in her eyes seemed to ease slightly, “So what does someone like you have to say to me then?”

Butcher thought for a minute then replied, “I wanted to say that I’m sorry, Mrs Patterson,” she said quietly, “for Richards’ death…”

“Her name was Melanie,” the older woman interrupted hoarsely.

Butcher shook her head, “Not inside,” she replied, “and I only ever knew her inside,”

Mrs Patterson thought then nodded, “Alright,” she said, “so you’re sorry – that supposed to make me feel better, is it?”

“I doubt it,” Butcher said, “it wouldn’t make me feel any better. But maybe this will, a little – I won’t allow what happened to Richards to happen to any other inmate in the State Prison – I swear to you.”

“And you can guarantee that, can you?” Patterson’s voice was softly mocking.

“No, I can’t guarantee it,” Butcher paused, “but I can tell you that I’ll die trying to stop it.”

The sentence was said in so matter-of-fact a tone that, initially, Mrs Patterson didn’t appreciate the content, when she did her eyes softened a little more, “Why would you do that?”

Butcher shrugged, “The kid looked to me for protection,” she explained, “she didn’t get it. Another time, another kid, I won’t fail them.”

There were a few seconds of silence then, “Melanie told me about a time when you protected her, took on her punishment – so that she would be able to have her job interview.”

“Yeah, she lost her temper about something her cellie said, it happens,”

“But you were badly hurt because of that action?”

Butcher nodded, “Yes, but that wasn’t Richards’ fault,” she smiled slightly, “in fact it was all down to Masters – only discovered that last week.”

Mrs Patterson’s expression had darkened at the name, “Masters, yes, he has a great deal to answer for,” she spat, “the other one, Robertson – he’s dead, isn’t he?”

Butcher nodded, “Definitely,” she replied, "I killed him."

“Good," the satisfaction in the older woman's face was obvious, "I only wish I could be sure that Masters will be punished suitably, a few years in jail doesn’t seem enough.”

Butcher paused for a moment then turned to the third person there, one who had remained silent until now, “Annersley? Could you push off for a minute? What I’ve got to say isn’t for your ears.”

Hilda looked surprised, “Are you certain, Butcher? I assure you I cannot easily be shocked.”

Butcher considered for a minute then shook her head, “No, you’re too good. You don’t need to hear this.” She waited while Hilda, recognising that Butcher was serious, bowed slightly and withdrew to a safe distance. Butcher then turned back to Mrs Patterson, “Don’t let on,” she began, “but Masters will definitely atone for all he did, and allowed others to do to your granddaughter…”

#73: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 6:15 pm
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Geri being fair to all - and being seen to be fair, even down to the Prison staff being punished. That was important to Butcher. As was making sure that Richards' gran knew Masters would get his *just* desserts.

Wonder how Hilda would have taken that if she knew. Shocked

Butcher is very protective of her, isn't she?

Thanks, Lesley.

#74: Author: Kat, Location: Kingston-upon-Thames/Swansea

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:01 pm
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Thank you, Lesley.

Good on Mrs Patterson for talking to Butcher! Very Happy

#75: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 8:08 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Butcher got the chance to talk to Mrs Patterson.

#76: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 9:30 pm
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It's better Hilda doesn't hear that - what she doesn't know can't harm her. I can't help hoping that Butcher gets away with what is planned, even if it is not strictly within the law Confused

*showing lack of faith in the legal system*

I like the fact that the officers share exactly the same time of 'punishment' as the prime movers among the inmates Laughing

Thank you Lesley - nice to see this back, even if there was only a 3 day gap Wink

#77: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 11:59 pm
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A justice that is seen to be fair - and is appreciated as such - is crucial for Butcher. Geri is very wise.

And I'm pleased that Butcher was able to talk to Mrs Patterson, and give her something to - not comfort her, exactly, but to make her feel that a balance will be redressed.

Yes, it's better that Hilda didn't hear that comment about Masters' future - or lack of it.

#78: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:22 pm
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Love the rueful camaderie between Katya Mareck and Butcher - all on the same level before the law, of course! Geri is going to be such a good governor, and her total honesty is bound to command respect.

I wonder about Butcher's attempts to protect Hilda. It's sweet of her (Butcher, sweet?? Shocked

), but I have a sort of sneaky feeling that Hilda is far more aware, and less innocent, than they're giving her credit for.

I wonder what will happen with Katrina. She did redeem herself, after all.

#79: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 4:52 am
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Can't help sympathizing with Butcher & Mrs. Patterson here! Embarassed

Geri's sense of fairness is so fine.
Naturally she's also worked it so Katya & Dave are at the memorial, rather than forced to be on duty elsewhere. Very Happy

#80: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:41 am
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“Nancy, are you busy? Can we come in?” The voice from the door roused Nancy from her daydream and she looked across. Standing there was a dark-haired woman with a baby in a carry cot and a large bag slung over one shoulder.

“Ros! And Jake, come in, come in!” She rose and rushed across to greet her friend before taking little Jake out of his cot for a cuddle, sitting back down she looked across, “It’s not like you to knock, Ros,” she said, “I mean, it’s not as if it were Hilda’s office, this is the Staff Room.”

Rosalind Moore settled herself in one of the comfortable sofas and grinned across at her friend, “Oh I know, but I’m not Staff now, am I?”

Nancy didn’t answer immediately, too intent on kissing Jake’s fair head, she looked up, “Don’t be silly, who says you’re not Staff?”

Ros nodded toward her son, “Well that little object there, for one,” she remarked drily.

“Little object?” Nancy sounded scandalised, “Do you hear what your Mummy is calling you, Jake?”

Jake slept on, oblivious, his little head snuggled on the top of Nancy’s shoulder, Nancy leant her head against his, breathing in his baby smell, she looked over at Rosalind, “Was going to ask if you missed teaching,” she said, “but I think I know the answer to that.”

Ros grinned, “Well, having him is more than adequate compensation,” she said.

“Have you been showing him off?” Nancy asked, rather pleased none of the English Mistresses were around to hear her terrible vocabulary.

“I have,” Ros replied, “Kelly took me over to her Boarding House and that little man has been cuddled by half the Upper Fifth…oh that reminds me,” Rosalind turned a puzzled expression upon her friend, “What’s happening among the Prefects?”

“The Prefects? What do you mean?” Nancy frowned.

Rosalind shook her head, “I was in the Upper Fifth Common Room when, suddenly, three Prefects assigned to cover that area, appeared breathing fire almost. Seems they thought the noise and general high spirits were unacceptable. Of course as soon as they saw Jake and myself they calmed down…”

“Did Kelly say anything about it?” Nancy asked, “at least, anything that she’s happy for you to pass on?” This last added as Nancy, like all the Staff, was aware that Rosalind performed a balancing act between being step-mother to Kelly and ex-Staff at the School.

Rosalind nodded, “Actually Kelly made a point of mentioning it to me,” she said, “asked that I pass it on. She said that in the last week all the Senior School have started noticing a problem with the Prefects, didn’t know what the cause was but that they were all coming down far too hard on the Seniors while seeming to leave the Middles alone.”

“That doesn’t seem right,” Nancy replied, “I’ll make some enquiries, perhaps speak to Ruth about it when she and the others get back from the Memorial Service.”

“Good,” Ros replied, “and I suppose I’d better get back home, let Jake have some time asleep in his cot, he’s spent the last few hours asleep in everyone’s arms,”

“He doesn’t seem fazed by it,” Nancy said with a smile as the tiny baby awoke enough to open his eyes before giving a contented sigh and falling asleep again on her shoulder.

“Not him, he loves all the attention, especially as he’s missing his Dad,”

“Where’s Geoff then?”

“Brisbane,” Rosalind shrugged, “I know, he’s supposed to be on paternity leave, but he had an urgent call and had to go. He’ll be back tomorrow, hopefully,”

Nancy looked sympathetic, “It’s harder for you than you imagined, isn’t it?”

Ros walked across to the small kitchenette attached to the Staff Room, came back with two soft drinks, “It is a bit,” she admitted as she sat back on the sofa, “not just for me, for Geoff too - he was away fighting in the Gulf War when Kelly was born - didn’t manage to get back until she was nearly four months old. He always regretted that - said he wasn’t going to do the same this time.”

“Well at least it’s not because of a war, this time,” Nancy said smiling.

Rosalind smiled too, “True, but I really wish he were home too. He’s able to reassure me about things, having seen it before, he’s also another to cope if Jake there misbehaves.”

“Misbehaves? How can this little mite misbe…” Nancy stopped as baby Jake moved slightly and appeared to hiccup, she could feel a warm, sticky substance start to flow down her neck and back.

Rosalind bit her lip quite severely, “I think he’s answered you, Nance,” she said before succumbing to the strain and bursting into silent giggles.

#81: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:00 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I love the way Jake gave a demonstration of how to cause trouble.

#82: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 2:19 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm sorry that the Prefects are being so hard on the Seniors and that Geoff is away at the moment.

#83: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:07 pm
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euwww - lovely! Thanks Lesley. Nancy was hoist by her own pertard there! Laughing

Hope Geoff gets home soon though.

#84: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:31 pm
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Oh, lovely! Curdled milk!

Hmm, wonder why the prefects are being so strict with the seniors? Hope Geoff is able to get back soon from Brisbane.

#85: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 11:03 am
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Just to let you know - am away now until Wednesday afternoon/evening - more then, hopefully!

#86: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:07 pm
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Had a daughter who used to do that on a daily basis! Laughing

Loved the peaceful time with Ros and baby, but can see Nancy's brain working overtime, after what she has already revealed.

Thanks, Lesley

#87: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 12:27 pm
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Thank you Lesley.

#88: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2006 4:44 pm
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Thanks Lesley - have a good time while you're away! Unless it's for work, in which case I hope you have plenty of time to write RCS Wink

#89: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 12:02 am
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Hmmm. Am confused (so what's new?). Could understand the Prefects being strict with the Middles after their 'playing up'of Katrina, but not with the Seniors. What have I forgotten/missed? Oh well, all will be revealed. Don't stay away too long, Lesley! (But enjoy yourself while you are).

*g* at the joys of a 'sicky' baby, and gives thanks that my grandson isn't one!

#90: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:26 pm
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Poor Nancy. Laughing

Nice to see Ros still managing to get some visit time ....
And whatever is going on at the school?

*hopes Lesley doesn't mean she'll be away until next Wednesday.*

#91: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:38 pm
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Nope, just too tired last night.

Miss Wilmot reported back to the Head of Departments meeting the following week about concerns that the Prefects were acting inappropriately. One or two of the other Staff had noted some problems as well and the Head investigated further,

“Has this been noted by anyone else?” she asked.

The other discussed the situation for a few minutes, then, reluctantly, Miss Derwent, the Senior Mistress, nodded, “Actually, Hilda I think I’ve been noticing it for the last few days but not registered exactly what was happening. The Prefects are my Form, after all,”

Everyone nodded, the top form of the School, UVIa, were always the Senior Mistress’ Form,

“Well, for the last week or so I’ve noticed that they have been complaining of the Senior School, rather than the Middles. It was such a novelty for the Prefects not to be finding the Middles a trial that I didn’t register that the complaints about the Fifths were inappropriate. If anything it wasn’t the Fifths as a whole but the Upper Fifths.”

“But that doesn’t make sense,” Nell Wilson put in quickly, “the Fifths are normally a pretty law-abiding bunch – and they certainly are at the moment,”

“Why at the moment, Nell?” Peggy Burnett asked quickly and the Head herself answered,

“Because, Peggy, we have Evvy Van Alden and Kelly Stevens in the Upper Fifth,” she said with a smile, “both of them are leaders in their Form and Year. And they are both well aware of the consequences should they be caught misbehaving,”

“Oh that’s true,” Grizel Shepherd put in, she was covering for Miss Lawrence who was off-sick with laryngitis, “I don’t know that any of us would care to face either Con or Rosalind.”

The group all joined Grizel in laughter before continuing to discuss the matter, “The problem is,” Lisa Townsend, Head of History put in, “that if the Fifth are being targeted unfairly then they will, very quickly, start to resent the fact. The Prefects are only two years older, after all, and I know from how I would feel, that it won’t take long before they get to the point that they will start feeling that they should behave badly anyway.”

“A case of… ‘If I’m being unfairly blamed anyway, I might as well do the deed’…?” Hilda Annersley put in gently, “Yes, that had occurred to me as well – and you cannot really blame the girls. I think we need to stop this – please let me know over the next twenty-four hours of any particular instances – confer with your Staff. I will be meeting the Head Girl tomorrow, I think this will need to be discussed.”

Accordingly when Jamel Darian arrived for a meeting with the Head the following day, Miss Annersley had a number of incidents written out. She looked up as there was a knock on her Study door,

“Come in Jamel,” she said quickly, smiling and waving the girl to a seat, she waited until the dark girl had sat then offered her a drink before sitting opposite her at the oval table. She noted that Jamel appeared to be very ill at ease. She took a deep breath,

“This is now your third week as Head Girl, Jamel,” Hilda smiled slightly, “I recollect you were convinced that you would not last three days. Are things going well?”

Jamel gave a quick smile though the Head noted that it didn’t really relieve the worried frown between her eyes, “I couldn’t believe it, when you told me I was to be Head Girl,” she whispered, “I mean I’ve only been here for such a short time, I never even thought that you might pick me,”

Hilda heard the worry in Jamel’s voice and sighed inwardly, she was about to increase that worry, “Jamel,” she began, “I have heard some rather disturbing reports,” she reached out to take one of the girl’s hands in her own, “about how the Prefects appear to be acting unfairly. Are you able to explain matters?”

#92: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:51 pm
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She doesn't waste time, does she? But clearly this is one time she is not prepared to leave it to the Prefects to sort out on their own. It's a tricky one for a new Head Girl.

Thanks, Lesley.

#93: Author: Sugarplum, Location: second star to the right!

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:56 pm
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Thanks Lesley - great to have it back. I'm wondering if Jamel is feeling out of her depth and perhaps being "bullied" or just ignored by more lively confident Prefects.

#94: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 10:32 pm
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There is certainly somehting going on there.

#95: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 10:41 pm
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Welcome back Lesley, it's nice to see you back.

Just when I thought there could be no more threads to this section, you've introduced a new one - unless it ties in with something else, of course Confused

Poor Jamel, having to cope with that.

#96: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 11:04 pm
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hmm, I wonder what's going on? And the staff are right; they have to owrk out why this is happening before there is trouble that can't be ignored.

#97: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 11:43 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder what Jamel will say.

#98: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 12:05 am
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Thank you, Lesley.

*wonders just what is up*

#99: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 12:31 am
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Me, too. Lisa and Hilda are right, if the girls are being blamed for something they haven't done, they're soon going to start doing it!

Hope Hilda can reassure Jamel and sort things out at the same time.

#100: Author: leahbelle, Location: Kilmarnock

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 4:52 pm
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*Would also like to know what's up!*

#101: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:13 pm
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There was silence for some time and Hilda caught the wary expression that came into Jamel’s eyes,

“I don’t know what you mean…” she began,

Miss Annersley shook her head, “Yes you do, child,” she said softly, “but I’ll give you a few examples,” she glanced down at the papers she held, read out one of the paragraphs, “Miss Burnett, last Thursday, walked across to the Gym during Prep to discover that five of the Upper Fifth had been given detention for being late despite them explaining that they had been detained by Miss Dene, to help with some supplies needing to go to the Stationery Store.”

“We thought they were lying ab…”

“Why would you think they were lying, Jamel?” Hilda interrupted softly, “Especially as it was a statement that was very easy to check - a quick call to Miss Dene would have confirmed matters.”

Jamel opened her mouth to say more but then stuttered to a halt, Miss Annersley continued,

“The Prefects have the power to give detention, Jamel, a detention that will be served on the following Saturday, but it is very rare that Seniors are given detention, at least by the Prefects. Yet another report, this time from Miss Wilson, that when she arrived to open the Chemistry Lab she found her class, Upper Vb, being lectured by three of the Prefects,” Hilda paused for a moment before continuing, “in itself that wasn’t a problem, however the language used by the Prefects was not acceptable - Miss Wilson reported that she was impressed at the restraint from the Fifth Formers - had she been spoken to in that manner she would not have been able to stop herself from retaliating.” The Head looked across at the girl opposite, “What crime had they committed?”

“I-I think it was rudeness, Miss Annersley,” Jamel swallowed hard, “the Upper Fifth had been making comments about…” her voice trailed off.

“About how unfair the Prefects had been acting, recently?” The guess hid home and Jamel bent her head down, unable to meet the Head’s gaze. Miss Annersley continued, “A third report, this one from Ms Moore, not currently a member of Staff but someone with a great deal of experience. When she was visiting her step-daughter’s Boarding House last Saturday, three Prefects appeared and proceeded to strongly reprimand everyone very severely for making too much noise. Even though this was early on a Saturday afternoon within the Common Room and disturbing no-one. Of even more concern, however, was the fact that as soon as the Prefects realised that Ms Moore was there they immediately left.” Miss Annersley looked over at Jamel, “Would you care to comment, Jamel?”

There was silence for some time, Hilda content to wait while the girl opposite collected herself. While she waited she chided herself somewhat, she should, surely, have known there was a problem? She shouldn’t have had to rely upon being told by others of her Staff? Then, with a mental shake she smiled inwardly, no, that was her perfectionism speaking again - she could not possibly be expected to know everything that happened in a School this size. Instead she should and did rely on her Staff - and the system had worked - she had been informed fairly quickly that there was a problem. Now, if only her Head Girl could tell her the nature of the problem…

“Jamel?”

Jamel looked across, her expression troubled, “Miss Annersley there is a problem,” she began, “but I can’t tell you what it is,”

“You can’t?” Hilda’s tone changed very slightly and she saw the girl wince,

“It’s not my problem to tell, Miss Annersley,” she said quietly, “please don’t make me,”

Hilda paused for a moment, thinking, she knew that if she were to continue to insist that Jamel would, eventually, tell her everything. Hilda was well aware of her skills in extracting information from girls and, it seemed, Jamel was just as aware. Yet Jamel’s plea stopped her - did she have the right to compel an answer when, as Jamel said, the problem was not hers?

“The Prefects are not to persecute the Upper Fifth,” she said eventually.

Jamel shook her head, “No Miss Annersley, it won’t happen again, I promise. It only happened because the Prefects were…” she stopped.

“Angry? Upset?” Miss Annersley put in quickly.

Jamel shook her head, remaining mute. After a time Hilda leant forward, “Jamel, I appreciate that this is a significant problem and I am prepared to allow you time to resolve it. You have seven days, Jamel. I expect either you or the person or persons affected to return within seven days to tell me the entire story. Otherwise I shall insist - and you will not be able to refuse me a second time. Do you understand?”

Jamel swallowed sharply and nodded, “I understand, Miss Annersley,” she whispered.

#102: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:26 pm
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Nice to see another post Lesley. I'm looking forward to finding out a bit more.

#103: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:18 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I hope they can resolve the problem. I look forward to finding out what the problem is!

#104: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:41 pm
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That was very restrained of Hilda, but also showed her integrity in not pushing Jamel without warning.

Looking forward to seeing where this is going.

#105: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:42 pm
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That's intriguing. Fascinating to see Hilda's own momentary self-castigation - and her acceptance that she isn't at fault and that relying on her staff members is part of the job, soupled with the realisation that she could get the information that she needs, but that it might not be the best way to go about things.

Poor Jamel, being put in this position; I hope she and the rest of the prefects manage to sort something out.

#106: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:31 am
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Hmm interesting...

Thank you Lesley.

#107: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 1:01 pm
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*Racking brains for explanation*

Thank you Lesley.

#108: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 4:06 pm
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Jamiel is not as soft and weak as she at first appeared, is she? To withstand Hilda....

Thank you, Lesley.

#109: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 9:15 pm
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The next few days did see the Senior School seem to settle down somewhat and none of the Staff reported any further problems between the Prefects and the Upper Fifth – the Prefects seeming to avoid the younger girls completely. However no one visited the Head’s Study to give an explanation and, by the Friday afternoon, Miss Annersley’s demeanour was very grave.

Nancy Wilmot was also very sober; she had not mentioned the problems she had witnessed between Katrina Palmer and the Upper Thirds, preferring to keep that matter private. She wasn’t sure just how much Katrina was aware that the Maths Head had overheard however Nancy did draw some parallels with the situation the previous year when she and Kathie Ferrars were being bullied – and didn’t feel that she could report the situation without the girl’s acquiescence. Her attempts to get Katrina to agree to report the situation were not successful. Katrina immediately being defensive and insisting that Miss Wilmot had misheard the girls, that it was just a joke. Nancy could almost have believed that had other factors not been considered – not least Katrina’s own performance in the Maths classes. Katrina had continued to enjoy Mathematics and was intending to study further at University. She was one of only a few taking a combination of Maths, Applied Maths, Physics and Chemistry – sitting exams for all of them near the end of the year – her hope was to take a Maths degree at University and eventually become an Actuary. Nancy privately considered Katrina to be her best pupil and to be the one most likely to succeed, therefore it was with some dismay that she watched her performance drop dramatically.

After hearing from Miss Annersley about her discussion with Jamel Darian, Nancy Wilmot became convinced that Katrina’s problem with the Third might be related; she attempted again to persuade Katrina to report the matter officially without success and eventually decided, after a great deal of soul-searching, that she, Nancy, must report the matter herself. Accordingly early on Friday afternoon she knocked at Miss Annersley’s Study door,

“Hilda? Can I come in?” Nancy said as soon as she had opened the door, “I’ve got a problem.”

The Head had been hoping for a free afternoon so that she could complete a number of letters and reports, however on sight of the Maths Mistress’ worried face she mentally ‘wrote off’ the entire afternoon, “Of course, Nancy, come in.”

Hilda came out from behind her desk and sat opposite Nancy, she waited. Eventually Nancy looked up,

“Hilda, what I’m about to say to you, can you treat it as off the record? I need your advice but I don’t know whether reporting it to you officially is the right thing to do.”

The Head thought for a moment then nodded, “Very well, Nancy, this conversation remains off the record until you say otherwise,” she took a breath, “now, what’s wrong?”

Nancy gave a slight smile then quietly related her tale about having discovered some of the Thirds baiting Katrina Palmer, “By the time I actually got there they had stopped and were sitting innocently awaiting my return,” she continued, “the only sign that I’d not imagined it was that Katrina was completely white.”

“And what did she say when you confronted her?” Hilda asked, “You did confront her, I assume?”

Nancy nodded, “I did, on Monday morning, after worrying about it all weekend. She denied there was a problem, said I must have been mistaken, that the girls had said nothing of the sort.”

“Did you believe that?”

Nancy sighed, “To begin with I started to,” she said, “I thought I’d just got an over-active imagination, that there was no problem,”

“But?”

“But,” Nancy said, “this week I’ve had Katrina for Maths three times - as is normal for someone taking exams this year - she’s my best student, probably one of the best I’ve taught ever. Except that this week she seems to have forgotten everything. I wondered if it was just me, if me confronting her had triggered something from last year, you know? But no, she’s taking Physics and Chemistry - and both Rebecca and Pauline have noticed her work is suffering. Peggy also mentioned it - she was planning to name Katrina in one of the teams but her game has fallen off so much that she’ll be lucky to be named reserve.”

“And have you spoken to her since then?”

Nancy nodded, “Yes, with the same effect, she refuses to admit that there is a problem - yet I am now certain of what I overheard, I know that the Thirds were basically making her life a misery.”

“That they were, in effect, bullying her,” Hilda said quietly.

Nancy nodded, “I’m ashamed to say I did start out by thinking it served her right,” Nancy said with a slight flush.

“Understandable,” the Head returned, “considering your own ordeal last year - especially as she was the prime tormentor.”

“Yes but, thinking about it,” Nancy shook her head, “I can’t let her go through that. Especially as it’s no more justified than when she was the bully. She deserved to be a Prefect, Hilda, she deserved her chance.”

“I agree, Nancy,” Hilda nodded, her face grave, “it cannot be allowed to continue. In addition I am very worried about the Third Formers - not only that they are taking part, but also curious as to where they obtained their information.”

Nancy frowned, “I hadn’t thought about that,” she said, “but you’re right, they shouldn’t know anything about it, should they?”

“No, only your own Form knew the entire story,” Hilda paused for some time, gazed across at the Maths Head, “well Nancy, how can I help?”

Nancy swallowed quickly, “Is there anything that you can do?”

“Without knowing officially, very little,” Hilda replied, “you’ve tried to persuade Katrina?”

“Yes but she’s adamant,” Nancy replied. There was a long pause then Nancy nodded to herself, “Alright, I want to make this official now, no longer ‘off the record’…”

“Are you sure, Nancy?” Hilda’s face radiated concern, “Katrina is unlikely to appreciate it, at least initially,”

Nancy nodded, “I know, I expect she’ll be very upset with me - but we have to act, we cannot allow bullying,” she stood while speaking, Hilda rose also.

“Very well Nancy, in that case…” she stopped as the bell for Afternoon Break sounded, then continued, “perhaps you will go and fetch her now? We need to tackle this as soon as possible.”

“Of course,” Nancy turned to leave then stopped, turned back, “one thing, before I go,”

“Oh?”

Nancy nodded, “There are obvious parallels here with what happened last year to me. And I remember how I reacted to you. I can see now why you did what you did.” She reached over and quickly hugged the smaller woman, “Thanks Hilda,” without waiting for a reply she turned and left the Study to seek Katrina.

#110: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 9:21 pm
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Oh, that was lovely of Nancy - even if a little late, after all she put Hilda through! At least she can see the parallels, and know that it needs to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Ructions to follow, Lesley? Laughing

#111: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:04 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It's good that Nancy came to talk to Hilda

#112: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:12 pm
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Good for Nancy. This needs to get sorted.

#113: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:31 pm
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This needs to be sorted, definitely.

#114: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:50 pm
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That was very understanding of Nancy, and will undoubtedly reassure Hilda, as they face what is a very similar situation.

Hmmm - has someone in the Fifth been slipping the Thirds information? And if so, how did they get it?

Thanks Lesley.

#115: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 9:12 am
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Hmmm... highly intrigued here! I'm glad Nancy could appreciate what Hilda did for her. At the same time, I rather wish she'd warned Katrina BEFORE she'd made it official - if she's seen the parallels, then she must be aware how she's likely to react Confused

Thank you Lesley!

#116: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 9:48 am
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Thank you Lesley. All rather intriguing...hope Katrina comes to understand why Nancy made it official.

#117: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:47 pm
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Thanks Lesley. Bullying in any form can't be allowed to continue, and once Nancy knew she had no choice but to make it official.

#118: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:23 pm
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“I don’t know what you mean, Miss Annersley,” Katrina’s voice was faint, her expression injured whenever she glanced toward Miss Wilmot.

The Head sighed very slightly, it was obvious to her that Katrina was lying, yet quite how she going to impress this upon the girl she wasn’t sure, “Katrina, you know exactly what I mean,” she said softly, “as Miss Wilmot has just explained, she heard the girls in Upper IIIa speaking to you, more importantly, she heard exactly what they were saying. This School will not tolerate bullying, Katrina, you above all others should know that.”

Katrina swallowed quickly, “I don’t know what Miss Wilmot thought she heard,” she began hotly, “but I haven’t been bullied - whoever heard of a Prefect being bullied by Third-Formers?”

“Whoever heard of a Mistress being bullied by her pupils?” Hilda returned softly and Katrina flushed a dark red and bent her head toward the floor.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

Hilda shook her head, “No, I’m sorry child, I shouldn’t have mentioned it. That episode is in the past, it should remain there,”

Katrina looked up in surprise, “But it won’t,” she said quickly, “people will keep referring to it.” She shrugged then continued, “And that’s to be expected, considering. They were right, really, I don’t deserve to be a Prefect, I don’t understand how either of you chose me.”

Neither woman mentioned that Katrina had just confirmed something that she had, only moments before, been hotly denying. Instead Miss Annersley rose from her chair and walked round to stand in front of the chair where Katrina was sat. Crouching down in front of the girl, Hilda reached out and took Katrina’s hands in her own. She forced Katrina to maintain eye contact before speaking softly but with determination,

“Katrina, when, last term, I was looking at the Lower Sixth, deciding upon those that would be Prefects for the following year, yours was one of the names that immediately sprung to mind. During a meeting with Senior Staff to discuss that same subject your name was again mentioned - this time by Miss Wilmot…”

As the Head said this Katrina turned to look across at the Maths Mistress, “You said that?” she asked, unbelieving.

Nancy nodded.

“But why? I don’t…”

Nancy shook her head, “Katrina I never asked that anyone like my lifestyle, only that they appreciate that it’s my business, no-one else’s. Since the episode last May you have done that. And even with that episode you are still Prefect material, probably more so than most because you can appreciate how easy it is to fall into the trap of wrong behaviour.”

“But not all the six responsible for the bullying were made Prefects,” Katrina replied, “it was only Christine, Janet and me, the other three are in Upper VIb with the rest of the Upper Sixth.”

“That is because the others were not Prefect material,” Hilda Annersley said firmly, she stood and looked down at the girl, “Now Katrina, you’ve already confirmed to both Miss Wilmot and me that you are being bullied by certain members of the Third Form – will you take it that step further? Will you officially report their behaviour?”

“Report?” Katrina looked slightly confused, “It’s reporting?”

Hilda nodded, “Yes it is, it’s not ‘telling tales’ it’s not ‘sneaking’ it’s not even,” a grin flashed across the Head’s serious expression, “it’s not even ‘grassing’. You are a Prefect of this School, you represent my authority. You have some girls who are attempting to thwart that authority and you have a duty to report their behaviour to me. Do you understand?”

Katrina sat in silence for some seconds before looking up, “Yes, Miss Annersley,” she said very quietly, “I understand.” She raised herself to her feet and looked across at the Head, “I should like to report a number of girls in Upper IIIa to you, they have been rude and disobedient, they have not listened to my orders and have attempted to make me do what they wanted.”

“You don’t wish to report them for bullying?” Hilda’s question was gentle.

Katrina bit her lip, “I’m not absolutely sure that they meant it as bullying,” she said hesitantly, she stole a quick glance across at Nancy Wilmot before continuing, “I don’t think that they did.”

Miss Annersley nodded, “Well, if you’re sure then I’ll not accuse them of bullying - although I will be speaking about bullying in general terms at our next Assembly. What are the girls’ names?”

Katrina thought for a moment, “Dana Novak, Josie Wheeler, Lisa Blake and Heather Fish.”

“Just those four?”

“Yes, I think so, some of the others might have laughed with them but they were the main ones.”

“Very well,“ Hilda smiled slightly, “leave it with us, Katrina, you’ve done your duty. I’ll not tackle this until Monday morning now, but, rest assured, the girls will be apologising to you on Monday, among other things,” the Head’s eyes sparkled as she said the last.

Katrina smiled, “Thanks Miss Annersley, sorry to be so much trouble,”

Hilda reached across and hugged the girl, “No trouble,” she said, “you are one of my Prefects and the Thirds will have to understand that there are certain things that I will not tolerate.”

Katrina nodded then turned to Nancy Wilmot, “I didn’t want you to say anything, Miss Wilmot,” she said quietly, “but I’m glad you did, thanks.”

Nancy smiled, “You’re welcome,” she said, she placed a friendly arm around the girl’s shoulders, “and your Maths is going to suddenly show a huge improvement, isn’t it?”

Katrina had, as the Maths Mistress’ arm went around her shoulder, suddenly stiffened then, with a conscious, immediate effort she forced herself to relax once more, she smiled across at Nancy, “Yes Miss Wilmot, I still want to read Maths at uni,”

“Good, then I’ll do all I can to ensure that happens,” Nancy removed her arm, appreciating how Katrina had quashed her automatic reaction, “Have a good weekend, I’ll see you on Monday,”

#119: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:28 pm
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Thank goodness Katrina reported them. I do underswtand her point about the girls not realising that they were bullying. I'm sure that a lot of people don't.

#120: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:48 pm
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Thganks, Lesley. Nancy made an important point there, and Katrina is clever enough to appreciate it. The Thirds now have to do that as well.

#121: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:09 pm
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Thank you, Lesley, Hilda strikes again! But poor Nancy, for she must have noticed that momentary, involuntary stiffening in Katrina.

#122: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:22 pm
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Unfortunately that kind of reaction is quite easy. My friend's mum is a lesbian, when I tried on my bridesmaid dress (which was quite low cut) it felt, momentarily, like she was looking at my chest. She wasn't and, with hindsight, she was doing all she could to not make me feel uncomfortable. She is a fantastic woman but she is the first lesbian I ever(knowingly) met. I think in some ways it can just be a reaction tot he unfamiliar.
Sorry for going on, this started life as a quick thank you Embarassed

Thanks Lesley

#123: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:13 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Katrina confided in Hilda and Nancy.

#124: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:22 pm
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Good to see that Katrina could appreciate Hilda's point with regard to reporting something, and also that she can grasp that the Thirds may not intend their behaviour to eb as it's perceived - it still has to stop though.

Nancy really is a generous person isn't she? Katrina does understand that, and while her involuntary reaction is understandable, she has the maturity to realise this and try to change it.

Thank you Lesley.

#125: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:33 pm
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I must be the only one who, while reading, blamed the stiffening on math anxiety! Shocked

And I know Katrina's normally good at it. EBD conditioning or what?

Excellent resolution here. Smile

Still not too clear on the prefects vs. the fifths, though....

#126: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 8:56 pm
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Thanks Lesley - I haven't been able to catch up with stuff lately so it was a real treat to read all that.

#127: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 7:53 pm
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The following day, a Saturday, started in a very leisurely way for the Head; both she and Nell Wilson went for a run on awakening – Nell now almost back to full fitness four months after being stabbed. On their return to the cottage Hilda prepared breakfast for them both while Nell swiftly had a shower and got changed – she was covering the School for the weekend. Whilst eating breakfast the pair discussed their plans,

“Will you be finished by lunchtime, Nell?”

“I think so, I’ve got a couple of lesson plans to change and some marking to complete, otherwise nothing – unless you’ve left me anything?”

Hilda shook her head, “No, surprisingly, considering I had Nancy and Katrina with me for half the afternoon, I still managed to complete most things and anything I didn’t can wait until Monday. Will you wander along to the Guide meeting?”

Nell nodded, “Yes, it’s interesting to see what has changed and what’s stayed the same. How many on detention?”

“Five I think, all Juniors for two hours, they were all involved in that ‘free-for-all’ on Tuesday lunchtime,” Hilda smiled, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Karen so angry – wasting food is an anathema to her.”

“To all of us, really,” Nell replied, “we can all recall a time when it wasn’t plentiful. Are any of the Juniors weekly boarders?”

“Two of them,” Hilda said after a moment’s thought, “the parents will be coming to pick them up after the detention.”

“No objections?”

Nell was referring to the fact that Saturday detentions, brought in as a discipline measure, were applied regardless of whether a pupil was a full boarder or not. When the measure had first been considered by the Heads they had written to all parents explaining that, in the event of bad behaviour, any pupil might be issued with a Saturday detention. Normally the detention would be served on the Saturday following the ‘crime’ although parents were allowed to defer the date due to extenuating circumstances. However the detention had to be served before the end of term.

Hilda shook her head, “None, I spoke with both mothers, they just apologised for the extra work.”

“Not like the one last term then? Did you ever hear any more from her?”

“No, not after I sent her a copy of the contract she had signed, showing clearly that there was a possibility of disruption to weekends if the child behaved badly.”

Nell finished her coffee and rose, checking her watch, “It’s eight-thirty, I’d best be getting across, I’ll be back by one – make sure you have lunch ready,”

“Yes Ma’am,”

Nell grinned and left; Hilda after clearing away the breakfast things, spent a very lazy hour having a bath and then another couple of hours working on a report for her English degree. That complete she sat out on the patio in a sun lounger, careful to remain in the shade, to read her book.

The Deputy Head arrived back from the School a little after one pm; she let herself in and quietly walked into the lounge. Looking out into the garden she saw Hilda lying on a sun lounger, a book resting on her lap, her eyes closed. Nell was about to call out but, instead, she remained silent and moved quietly away. A minute later she returned holding a glass full of ice-cold water, as she drew near to the sleeping figure she raised the glass…

“If you do I’ll make sure you deputise for me at every single meeting for the rest of term,” Hilda’s voice was very quiet, she opened her eyes and gazed across at her partner.

Nell attempted, most unsuccessfully, to look completely innocent, “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, Hilda,” she said, bringing the glass towards her lips and taking a sip.

Hilda sat up, “Don’t give up your day job, Nell Wilson,” she said with a smile, “because you will never be able to lie for a living. For your information I wasn’t asleep anyway,”

“You looked it,” Nell retorted, “and I suppose I’ve got to make lunch now, have I? Slaving away all morning while you’ve been skiving…”

“Lunch is ready, it’s in the fridge,” Hilda interrupted, she got up from the lounger and walked indoors, returning with a tray of sandwiches and salad. The pair sat at the table on the patio.

“Well did everything go as expected?”

“It did,” Nell nodded while biting into a sandwich, “I finished all my work and managed to see the first part of the Guide meeting - it’s going well. Oh and I also sat in on the detention for an hour - gave Pauline a break from it - don’t think those Juniors will want to be there again - no one had told them exactly what detention was like - they’d brought along comics and books, even some Prep. One of them had her IPod with her.”

“I assume Pauline soon educated them?” Hilda said dryly.

“That she did,” Nell chuckled, “all their belongings were stacked behind the Mistresses desk and the five were sitting at their desks staring into space. You know how active the girls are at the age of eight - I should imagine they found two hours of sitting doing nothing to be complete purgatory.”

“Good, perhaps it will stop them from ever attempting another food fight,” Hilda replied, the pair continued eating, eventually Nell sat back with a satisfied sigh, she looked across at her partner with a grin,

“Well I suppose that was acceptable,” she said, “as a lunch I mean…at least I can cook this evening so we’ll have something halfway decent…ow!” The last exclamation because a small cherry tomato had just bounced off of her head, she looked across her friend in some shock, “Did you do that?”

Hilda looked pointedly around the garden before replying, “Unless you wish to believe it fell from a passing aircraft, Nell,” she replied, her eyes brimming with laughter, “serves you right for insulting my cooking,”

Nell’s eyes narrowed, “You do that again and I’ll sentence you to two hours’ detention,”

“You wouldn’t?”

Nell smirked, “I’ve got the duty, Miss Annersley, remember?”

Hilda rapidly dropped the second tomato that she had held in reserve onto her plate.

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#128: Author: Lyanne, Location: Ipswich, England

Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 9:56 pm
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I suppose taking prep to detention isn't quite as bad as an IPod!

#129: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 1:25 am
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Nice interlude. Especially interesting to see Nell checking out modern Guiding.

Oh, and given the tomato bounced rather than splatting, it can probably be rescued for consumption.... Laughing

(normally with comments about "tossed salad.")

#130: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 3:59 am
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That was nice Lesley - especially the bouncing tomato!

Poor juniors - ah, the innocence of youth!

#131: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 3:19 pm
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Thanks, Lesley, it's god to see that Nell and Hilda are still enjoying tieir relationship.

#132: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 6:06 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I would have loved to see Hilda in detention!

#133: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 7:34 pm
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Lovely episode, Lesley - Hilda reading minds again, or putting her detective skills to work - not to mention her tomato throwing ones. Laughing

Calm before the storm yet again? Very Happy

#134: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 10:58 pm
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Okay, well, I've just caught up on all of this since September 28th, and I am now officially caught up on the entire CBB! (always save the best til last! Wink

)

This has all been fabulous! (And I'm rather glad to have missed a few of those cliffs!) Thanks Lesley!

So, may I nag for more now please? Wink

#135: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:31 pm
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Laughing

Thanks Lesley - am finally caught up again! As baffled as everyone else re: the prefects and love that last post.

#136: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:37 pm
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The rest of the weekend was spent relaxing; Monday morning at Assembly saw Miss Annersley deliver a serious talk on bullying and its many forms. The talk obviously impressed the School as they were very subdued for the rest of the day. After Assembly she returned to her Study having sent a note to Upper IIIa’s Form Mistress and awaited events. A short time later there was a very quiet knock on the door, on hearing the Head call ‘come in’ the door opened to reveal four somewhat confused and worried eleven year olds.

“Miss Hendry said we must come to see you, Miss Annersley,” one of them said quietly.

“Yes girls, I was expecting it,” Miss Annersley’s voice was neither warm nor cold, she beckoned them in, “come in, over by the desk.”

The four girls lined up in front of the desk and waited, the Head gazed at each of them in turn but said nothing. Eventually one of them, perhaps a little bolder that the others, spoke,

“Please Miss Annersley, have we done something wrong? Only Miss Hendry didn’t say, she said you would explain,”

“I will,” the Head replied, “I am just waiting for one other person to arrive.” At that point there was another tap on the door and Miss Annersley called out again for the person to enter, she smiled, “Ah, there you are my dear, come in please.”

The four girls all looked round with interest to see who else was visiting the Head; their reactions on seeing that it was Katrina Palmer were observed closely by Hilda Annersley and she found herself agreeing with Katrina’s thoughts that perhaps the four had not intended bullying. None of them showed any guilt or concern other than the normal amount expected because of where they were. In a way that made their behaviour that much easier to deal with.

“Girls,” the Head began, and all five girls immediately focused all their attention on her, “the reason that you four are here is because your behaviour has been reported to me by Katrina…” she paused there as all four of the younger girls had turned to stare at the Prefect, a slight movement from herself brought their attention back to the front, “now, Katrina, could you please repeat the reason why you are reporting the girls?”

Katrina bit her lip nervously and nodded, “Yes Miss Annersley. Well, as I told you, all four girls have been rude and cheeky. They have refused to do as they were told and have tried to make it seem as though I did not have the authority to give them orders.”

“I see,” Miss Annersley’s gaze swept across the four Junior Middles, all of who, had suddenly frozen in place, “anything else?”

“W-well they also have made a number of references to the fact that I was disciplined last year - as a reason why they did not have to follow my commands now.”

“Has this happened on just one occasion?”

“No, Miss Annersley,” Katrina replied quickly, “it’s happened every time I’ve been in contact with them, ever since term began, actually.”

“I see,” the Head looked at the four girls, “well thank you for reporting this matter, Katrina, you were quite right to do so. I don’t think you need stay any longer - you’ve missed enough of your lessons. What is your first lesson?”

“Er..Double Chemistry with Miss Hendry,” Katrina said quickly.

“Well just explain that you were with me - she is already aware that I’m seeing four of her Form.”

Katrina smiled gratefully and left, closing the door quietly behind her; back in the Study Miss Annersley looked across at the four girls once more,

“Well? Have any of you any explanation for your behaviour?”

The four girls all remained silent, all of them finding the flooring to be exceptionally interesting. The Head allowed them only a few seconds respite before speaking again, “I asked you a question, I expect an answer - Dana? Why were you rude to one of my Prefects?”

Dana Novak, thus addressed, jumped slightly, she swallowed nervously before replying, “Didn’t mean to be, Miss Annersley,”

The other three latched onto this possible excuse and each immediately repeated the words, their eyes still firmly fixed on the floor.

“… ‘You didn’t mean to’…” the Head said softly. “Let me see if I’ve understood you correctly. You didn’t mean to be rude to one of my Prefects - someone that is, as you well know, representing me and my authority. You didn’t intend to disobey, didn’t intend to be cheeky and insubordinate, didn’t mean to totally disregard Katrina’s right to give you instructions…am I correct?” Although none of the four could see it, there was a wicked gleam in the Head’s eye as she said this. However her expression and voice remained stern,

“No Miss Annersley,” came the four subdued replies.

“I see,” Hilda took a breath, “in that case we must see that you are properly educated as to the rights and privileges of a Prefect of this School. To ensure that this not happen again. I’m sure that you are all very keen to ensure that, aren’t you?”

“Yes Miss Annersley,” the four replied, sounding anything but keen.

“Good, now the best thing would be if you familiarised yourself with the Rules and Regulations of the School - a copy of it is held in the Library, in the Reference part. I’m sure that if you were to ask Mrs Willimott nicely she would arrange for you to sit in the Reference Library and read the Rules - she can ensure they are projected up on the big screen in there. To ensure that you remember them I think copying them out a few times would be best.”

“A few times, Miss Annersley?” Josie Wheeler, a little bolder than the others, was moved to ask.

“Yes,” Miss Annersley replied, “about ten times each I think, at least initially, we’ll see how you get on, it might be more.”

All four girls turned worried expressions upon her, “But when will we have time to do that, Miss Annersley?” Lisa Blake said quickly.

“Oh, didn’t I say?” the Head’s expression was cold, “it will be the weekend after next - Half Term weekend.”

#137: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:43 pm
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Nice one Hilda.

#138: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:43 pm
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I do love Hilda's cunning. Thanks, Lesley.

#139: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:44 pm
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Good! That'll shake them!

#140: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:59 pm
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Ouch! That should make them think. But - how did they find out about Katrina's behaviour during the previous year?

Thanks Lesley.

#141: Author: Chelsea, Location: Your Imagination

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:46 am
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That sounds painful! Nice one Hilda.

#142: Author: Ruth B, Location: Oxford, UK

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 9:50 am
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Ouch!

#143: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:34 pm
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Oh, very nasty (talk about cat and mouse) - but how appropriate! Though I have to ask if the severe Headmistress dispensing punishment for ... um ... food-fighting is also the one who has just been chucking tomatoes at her friend?? Rolling Eyes

Loved her asking Nell if she thought they were dropped by a passing aircraft, and threatening to make Nell deputise for her for ever after if she dared pour the water. Also enjoyed Nell's attempts at innocence, and the advice not to give up the day job. Laughing

Katrina's analysis of the problem with the Third Formers was very subtle and mature. She has certainly repaid their confidence in her. And I'm glad she now knows it's Nancy who suggested her as a Prefect.

#144: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 2:05 pm
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Thanks Lesley!

That was a nasty punishment, but hopefully it'll make them think before acting like that in future....

#145: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 3:00 pm
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Now that was cruel, Hilda - to expect them to do it at half term! Laughing

Thank you, Lesley

#146: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 5:42 pm
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Losing their Half Term brought home to the four Middles just how incorrect their information really was as to the status of any of the Prefects. Although the Half Term was going to be spent at the School rather than on expeditions or camp, the girls knew that the activities arranged for the four day break would be great fun. Spending their time in the Reference Library copying out the Rules and Regulations of the School was not a suitable alternative.

The Head had also closely questioned the four girls about what they truly knew of the incident affecting Katrina Palmer the previous year and exactly where they had obtained their information. They were unable to give her a great deal of help. All four of the girls agreed that they had heard ‘one of the older girls’ talking about it on one of the first days of term. The girl had not been speaking directly to them – she had been speaking with a friend. However she had been close enough that they could hear all the details about the incident and they had decided that it meant Katrina was not a real Prefect. A decision all four of them were regretting now. Miss Annersley had left it there; sure that the girls were telling the truth. Unfortunately the girls were unable to say which girl it was.

Later that same day the Head had seen Jamel Darian, the Head Girl; Jamel had confirmed that the reason for the Prefects’ actions against the Upper Fifth had been because of Katrina’s problem. She confirmed that all the Prefects had been convinced that the Thirds must have heard from either Evvy Van Alden or Kelly Stevens. They had attempted to shield Katrina from the four in the Third but had also been very angry with the Fifth Formers for their supposed crime. Miss Annersley had a long interview with Jamel pointing out that there was no proof that either girl had been involved, in addition, and more importantly, that the behaviour of the Prefects had been wrong and that she, Jamel, should have stopped it immediately. She also spoke with all the Prefects together to express her disappointment. The Prefects were tasked with finding a way to apologise to the Upper Fifth – and managed to arrange an Entertainment Evening for just the Upper Fifth and the Prefects. The Head gave permission for it to be held in the Gym one Friday evening and, judging by the shared grins and giggles between the two years, it was a great success.

Half Term saw the School involved in a themed weekend – namely Pirates of the Caribbean – with the beach declared off-limits for the days leading up to the weekend to enable the Staff to transform it! There were competitions with prizes for all levels from the Kindergarten to the Staff themselves. There were Caribbean-style barbeques and drinks (non-alcoholic of course!), fancy dress parties and water competitions. These included, surprisingly, races in boats very similar in style to those used in Hawaii – the Staff agreeing that the best part of using those was being witness to Peggy Burnett’s attempt to explain to a completely impassive Headmistress just how these boats could possibly have found their way to a totally different ocean via Cape Horn! Everyone enjoyed all the activities – and the evening dances and discos for the older girls were also well received. Miss Annersley had relented, slightly, on the afternoon of the third day of the Junior Middles’ punishment and at about four pm on the Saturday had walked into the Reference Library and told the four girls that they could join the rest of the fun. The second half of the term therefore started with the entire School rested and relaxed.

Early in March saw Hilda Annersley and Nell Wilson visiting the State Prison, however this was not specifically to see Butcher. This was an invitation from the Governor to attend a meeting…

In the Board Room in the Admin section of the Prison Miss Shaw rose from her seat at the head of the table to start the meeting, “Thank you all for coming,” she began, “I appreciate you all taking the time. I’m not sure if everyone knows each other so perhaps we should begin with introductions, I am Geri Shaw, Governor of the female State Prison,” she looked to the person to her right.

“Hilda Annersley, Headmistress, Real Chalet School – that is a private boarding school at Port Nepean,”

“Nell Wilson, Deputy Head, same,”

“Madge Russell, MD RCS Industries,” Madge smiled across at her two friends.

“Nicholas Webster, Probation Service,” a man of about thirty-five, with dark curly hair and a quick smile spoke.

“Claire Kirby, Social Services,” a tall woman of about forty.

“Rose Patterson, erm,” the older woman faltered, “I suppose you could call me a representative of prisoners families,”

Geri Shaw nodded, “Thank you everyone, now, as you are all aware, we are here to discuss the facilities available for prisoners once they have been released from Prison and to look at ways that they can be improved. Before we continue, however, there is one other person that I would like to be on this committee – she is also the reason why this meeting is being held here at the Prison,” she nodded toward the door where a prison officer stood. The officer immediately left the room returning a few minutes later with another person.

“This is Butcher,” the Governor said quickly, “for those of you that do not know her, Butcher is a long-term prisoner here at the prison and has agreed to attend to give an insiders viewpoint. Butcher, please sit down,”

“Governor,” Butcher nodded. She was dressed in normal prison uniform with her hands cuffed together in front of her. She sat down next to Shaw in the last available chair and looked across at Shaw.

The Governor quickly introduced all the other committee members, however before she could say anything else she was interrupted by the Social Worker, Kirby, “Look here, I’ve heard a little about the prisoner Butcher. Is she safe?”

Before Shaw could reply Butcher spoke, “Am I safe? Of course I’m not safe. Why do you think I’m in here? Why am I wearing these?” She lifted her hands to show off the handcuffs. “What you really want to know is, am I likely to attack you, right?” Butcher grinned, “Well don’t worry, I’ve given up Social Workers for Lent.”

At the words Nell Wilson had to swiftly turn away while, next to her, Hilda Annersley’s face went blank, though her eyes sparkled. Around the table others showed their own reaction to Butcher’s words in similar veins. At the head of the table Shaw shook her head,

“Enough, Butcher,” she said gently, a smile playing about her lips, she turned to the Social Worker, “Ms Kirby, I wanted Butcher on this committee, you have my assurance that she will behave appropriately.”

Butcher gave a rueful smile, under her breath she spoke quietly so that only Shaw could hear, “Now that’s really unfair,” then raising both her head and voice she continued, “I’m not about to attack anyone Ms Kirby,” she said, “I’m as interested in seeing this committee work as any of you, probably more.”

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#147: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 5:52 pm
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*giggles*

Thanks Lesley!
Fabulous post, especially that last section!!

#148: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 6:27 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I hope the meeting will go well.

#149: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 6:54 pm
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I know I've said this before, but I do like Butcher!

#150: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 7:49 pm
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I was more intent on Hilda and Nell's reactions to that comment! Laughing

Interesting proposition, this working party - but am expecting some fireworks with the mix of members present.

Thanks, Lesley.

#151: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 8:25 pm
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I can admire Butcher. Yes, she murdered people,but she did the crime and she's doing the time, but the big point in her favour is that she does her utmost to look after the other prisoners and considers them to be her responsibility.

#152: Author: leahbelle, Location: Kilmarnock

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 9:08 pm
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I have to admit to liking Butcher too.

#153: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 10:14 pm
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The half-term sounds brilliant!

Liked Butcher's remark - and Hilda and Nell's responses! The social worker sounds a bit dim - does she really think that Butcher would be allowed anywhere near a committee like that unless everyone's safety (including Butcher's) could be guaranteed?

#154: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 10:49 pm
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Can't say it any better than Cath just has. I agree in every particular!

Particularly liked Hilda's face becoming suddenly blank!

#155: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 5:17 pm
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*g* love the Pirates of the Caribbean theme!

And Laughing

at Butcher.

Thanks Lesley.

#156: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 7:39 pm
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Kirby, who had flushed somewhat at Butcher’s initial sally, nodded quickly, only partially mollified. Before she could say anything further Shaw spoke again, detailing her own thoughts, namely that, for those inmates that were going to be released a comprehensive package be available to allow them to have a job and somewhere to live – in the hope that this would ensure that the cycle of offence, prison term, offence could be broken.

“We need to start to address this while they are still inmates,” the Governor continued, “in giving them qualifications and skills that they can use outside, not least literacy – Hilda, Nell, that’s where you come in.”

Hilda Annersley nodded, “I know that my Staff are keen to continue the literacy programme, possibly even increase the time – two hours once a week is not a great deal,”

“We’ve got no problem with funding either, Geri,” Nell put in, “the classes are part of our continuing education training for our Staff – they are able to place them on their personal development plans and claim back the time.”

“I assume RCS Industries has been invited as a company to offer jobs?” Madge put in, she frowned slightly, “I must admit it’s not something that ever occurred to me before. What type of posts would you be looking at?”

“Probably your lowest grades, many of the women will never have had jobs before,” Geri Shaw put in, “some may qualify for clerical posts, some for more manual areas.”

“And what of security?” Madge asked, “I mean, forgive me, Butcher, but these women will already have served a prison term for breaking the law,”

Butcher shrugged, “Nothing to forgive Mrs Russell, you’re right, some women I wouldn’t trust. But you must have posts where only the lowest level of security clearance is needed? Areas where it’s easy to monitor and stop someone if it’s thought they’re nicking stuff?”

“Well yes but…” Madge stopped, a little confused, Butcher picked up on this,

“You’ve got to treat them the same as anyone else, Mrs Russell, that includes them following your rules and regs. You start out doing them too many favours, allowing them to get away with stuff when your other staff can’t – they’ll take you for all they can get.”

“There speaks the voice of experience,” the sardonic tone was from Kirby and more than one of the other committee members stiffened at the insult.

Butcher looked across, her eyes dark, tension in the set of her shoulders, “That’s right, Social Worker,” she said, and the title became an insult as she said it, “I have experience, both of being a crook myself and of knowing how other crooks think. You treat someone with respect but don’t allow them to take the p…,” she stopped, hastily recast her sentence, “…don’t allow them to take advantage, make sure they keep to the rules and if they don’t you apply the same measures to all. That way you earn their respect and they are more likely to stay honest.”

“I would tend to agree,” the Probation Officer Nicholas Webster put in, “in my experience those we have treated too leniently have just abused that trust,”

Kirby looked angry that Webster was agreeing with the convict but remained silent. Madge spoke again,

“Well that would make it easier to accept,” she said quickly, “and we do have a number of low-grade posts that might be suitable – so long as the woman would not feel insulted at being offered minimum wage?”

“It’ll be higher than being on the dole,” Mrs Patterson put in, “my Melanie’s salary was going to be a lot higher than anything she’d got when not working. And the pride she felt at applying for and getting a job…” she stopped for a few seconds, overcome, then continued, “I’m surprised that the firm that gave her a job wasn’t invited, they seemed to be a very forward-thinking one?”

“They were invited,” Geri Shaw replied, “and expressed a great deal of interest – unfortunately their annual conference is being held today and they were unable to send anyone – they requested a copy of the minutes though and will along to subsequent meetings.”

The committee continued to discuss matters, looking at the types of posts that would be suitable and whether any other education needs should be offered.

“What of my department, Miss Shaw?” The Probation Officer, Webster, asked, “Is it your intention to link in their Parole with this scheme?”

“I had thought about it,” Shaw replied, “what do others think?”

The rest of the committee all made various comments indicating tentative approval, all but one. Shaw looked across to where Butcher was shaking her head, “Butcher?”

“No, you stick this in with getting parole and you’ll get people applying for it that have no intention of following through with it,” Butcher said quickly.

“You can’t possibly know that,” Kirby said with some derision.

“No?” Butcher glared across, “I know that there are women in here that would say or do anything to get out. You think they’d stop at pretending to go for a job? No way. And once they were out they’d disappear - meaning that they’d be classed as a failure - you, we don’t need that, especially not at the beginning when we’re getting this started.”

“Butcher is correct, I’ve certainly come across many convicts that attempt to beat the system, attempt to secure parole with false promises. Perhaps this should be wholly separate from the Parole process?”

“Well it cannot be completely separate,” Geri Shaw replied, “one of the things the Parole Board look at is whether an inmate has a job, but I agree, we shouldn’t make it a condition of their Parole that they get a particular post.”

“If anything,” Hilda put in, “it should be made somewhat difficult, not impossible, but that the woman has had to work hard to secure a post, either with RCS Industries or with any other company that agrees,”

“And that the woman knows that they’ve competed against others,” Nell continued, “it should help their self esteem.”

There was a snort from Ms Kirby, quickly muffled, the rest of the table all looked across quickly but she didn’t say anything. Geri Shaw glanced around the table,

“Perhaps we could all do with a break,” she said, “we’ve been here over ninety minutes. There are refreshments set up in my Office, if you would like to go with Officer Read?” She nodded toward the prison officer who had been standing guard at the door. He nodded and opened the door,

“This way,”

Madge Russell walked across to speak with Mrs Patterson as they followed the officer out, Kirby and Webster just behind. The door closed on the four women remaining. Hilda and Nell looked at each other worriedly then across at Butcher. The prisoner was sitting leaning over the table, her hands with the fingers threaded together. The other three women could see that her knuckles were white, her shoulders tense. Without looking up she spoke softly,

“You’d better get someone to take me back to the Wing, Governor,”

Geri looked puzzled, “Why? We’ve still got another hour or more. Don’t worry about your tea, I’ll make sure a meal is saved for you.”

Butcher shook her head, “It’s not that,” she looked across, “alright if I speak freely, Governor?”

“Of course,”

“Right, reason you should send me back to the Wing? Because I’m starting to work out how easy it is to attack when wearing the cuffs. I expect people to be wary of me, maybe even scared - with my rep that’s to be expected. I wasn’t surprised when both Mrs Russell and Mrs Patterson reacted like that. But they at least had the decency to listen when I spoke, to speak to me directly. The Parole fellow was fine too. But that Social Worker - there’s only so much pure unadulterated contempt that I can take, Shaw.”

“I would have to concur with Butcher, Geri,” Hilda put in, “Ms Kirby seems to be extremely obstructive and her attitude toward Butcher is unacceptable.”

“I’m not surprised Butcher is angry, Geri,” Nell agreed, “some of the things that woman has said have been inexcusable.”

“I see,” the Governor said quietly, Butcher looked across,

“I don’t want to wreck your idea, Shaw,” she said, “it’s worthwhile and I want it to succeed. But I’ll not accept her scorn for much longer.”

“You’ll not have to, Butcher,” Shaw replied, “leave it with me.”

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#157: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 8:14 pm
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I can see where that woman is coming from, but her attitude isn't just insulting to Butcher, it's obstructionist too. She's expecting it to fail, and that can easily be a self-fulfilling prophecy when someone in akey position thinks like that.

#158: Author: Ruth B, Location: Oxford, UK

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 8:37 pm
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Am I remembering wrongly, or have we come across Ms Kirby before?

#159: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 9:08 pm
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I like the suggestion that these prisoners must not expect to walk into a job, but will have to fight for it, like other contenders.

Thanks, Lelsey

#160: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 9:08 pm
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*pokes Ms Kirby with a VERY sharp stick!*

Thanks Lesley, and well done Butcher for keeping her temper under control!!

#161: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 10:58 pm
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Kirby's attitude is very odd; she's being as obstructive as she possibly can and seems to have a personal contempt for Butcher that goes beyond an ideological bias towards the scheme. I wonder who she knows - or is related to?

#162: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 11:46 pm
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What a really constructive way forward - oh that RL prison authorities would take note! I am impressed, too by Butcher's clear understanding of what will and won't work, and by how committed she is to the idea. Also by her self-knowledge and self-control - so far.

Ms Kirby is indeed being venomous on a very personal level. Who and why, I wonder??

#163: Author: Tan, Location: London via Newcastle Australia

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 6:48 am
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I am wondering about Kirby as well. I am impressed that both Butcher and Nell have managed to hold their tongues so far. I am also pleased that Mrs Patterson was included in this group.

#164: Author: Identity Hunt, Location: UK

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 9:31 am
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Thoroughly enjoying this, Lesley, as usual !

I don`t blame Butcher in the slightest. The Social Worker is a complete um- cough, sorry for the rudeness- posterior orifice. Evil or Very Mad

#165: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 12:48 pm
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Vikki wrote:

*pokes Ms Kirby with a VERY sharp stick!*

*Taps Vikki on the shoulder* "My turn now, please!

Thank you Lesley.

#166: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 2:45 pm
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patmac wrote:

Vikki wrote:

*pokes Ms Kirby with a VERY sharp stick!*

*Taps Vikki on the shoulder* "My turn now, please!

Thank you Lesley.

*reluctantly steps aside and hands Patmac the stick....*

#167: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 3:05 pm
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Vikki wrote:

patmac wrote:

Vikki wrote:

*pokes Ms Kirby with a VERY sharp stick!*

*Taps Vikki on the shoulder* "My turn now, please!

Thank you Lesley.

*reluctantly steps aside and hands Patmac the stick....*

After you please Patmac.

#168: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 6:17 pm
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*Clare joins the queue for the poking stick*.

Thanks, Lesley. I'm sorry that Kirby is being so objectionable.

#169: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 8:52 pm
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The Governor left Butcher with Hilda and Nell and sought the Social Worker for a quick discussion. Whatever Shaw said seemed to have worked, Kirby didn’t pass any further comments when the meeting re-convened, indeed she didn’t contribute at all, causing Geri Shaw to frown to herself, a frown that deepened when Nicholas Webster spoke privately to her and intimated that he was aware of Claire Kirby’s reputation - she would never support any scheme that helped prisoners’ rehabilitation. The Governor resolved to contact the Social Work Department to ask for a replacement. The rest of the meeting was spent going over the type of classes that should be available and a list of potential jobs. In addition there was some discussion about how to ensure the women had practice with interviews. Another meeting date was set when the main item would be looking at ways of ensuring that the women would have decent places to live. Then Butcher was taken back to the Wing while the visitors were escorted out of the prison.

The following day, Saturday, saw Butcher lying on her bunk reading. During the weekends inside the prisoners’ time was not so strictly controlled and she was relaxing with a book.

“Butcher, you busy?”

Butcher looked across toward the cell door, she shook her head,

“Not especially, what’s up?”

For answer the questioner, Rees, dragged in another inmate, this one was small and young, her hair dragged up in short spikes and her eyes covered with dark eye liner and mascara. She grinned cockily at the woman on the bed,

“Rees thought you might be interested in something,” she said with a grin, “it’ll cost you though,”

Butcher’s eyes darkened and she stood slowly, saying nothing, the girl backed away slightly,

“Only joking,” she said quickly, “here,”

She reached into a pocket and pulled out a small silver coloured box, threw it across to Butcher. Butcher caught it and looked at it curiously, suddenly recognising it she gasped,

“Where’d you get this?”

Rees answered, “Last night, when that lot attending the meeting were on their way out, Bradley here was going past - she’s the best dip I’ve seen in years Butcher, none of them realised.”

“You went after the committee members?” Butcher took a step toward Bradley who backed away in alarm.

“Yeah but they didn’t know,” she began, “only took that, didn’t go for their wads or nothing,”

Butcher looked down at the object in her hand again, she shook her head, “What the Hell were they doing carrying phones inside?” she said, half to herself, “they must know the rules, surely? Who was carrying it?”

The girl shrugged, “Dunno, tall woman, middle-aged I suppose,”

“Wasn’t Annersley or Wilson,” Rees volunteered, “I know both of them, there was another tall woman - it was a snooty cow looked as if she was really slumming it,”

“The Social Worker?”

“Yeah, that’s the one,”

Butcher looked down at the small mobile phone in her hand again, then smiled. She looked over at Bradley, “Alright kid, you’ve earned yourself two hundred fags, go speak to Dale,”

“Thanks Butcher,” Bradley said, a cheeky grin on her face, she turned to leave,

“One last thing,” Butcher beckoned the girl over, when she drew closer she reached out and closed her hand around the girl’s wrist, twisted, with a cry the girl sank to her knees, “You ever dip without clearing it with me in the future and I will snap your wrist. Understand?”

“Y-y-yes Butcher,” tears were sliding down the girl’s face, tracking black lines of eyeliner with them, “I understand.”

“Good,” Butcher released the girl’s wrist, watched as she stood, “now get across to Dale before I change my mind.”

Butcher waited until the girl had disappeared before turning to Rees, “Jesus but she’s young, what the Hell’s she doing in here?”

Rees shrugged, “She’s seventeen, should be in Young Offenders nick but they’ve run out of space.”

“Makes me feel old,”

#170: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 9:09 pm
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Interesting! Wonder what Butcher will do with that. and what she'll find out!

#171: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 9:16 pm
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Yes, indeed. Have to admit I'm all ready to hate without any further evidence someone who doesn't believe in rehab!

That was clever and useful of Bradley, but if Kirby realises the phone was taken in the prison she could cause all sorts of aggro.

I am somehow reassured by the fact that Butcher controls the crime. This is weird, given that she's nearly broken Bradleys wrist ...

#172: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 9:30 pm
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Why do I get a shock every time she does something like that? Is it because my respect for her goes up over some incident - and I forget what and who she is? Rolling Eyes

Of course she can't be anything but what she is. Sorry, Butcher! Laughing

Thanks, Lesley.

#173: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 10:14 pm
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That could cause trouble from Kirby - or perhaps that was her intention?

Loved Butcher's comment about feeling old! More seriously, it can be a shock when you see her operating in her 'other' mode as it were.

Thanks Lesley.

#174: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 10:21 pm
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Hmmm, perhaps you don't quite realise, any of you - when entering a prison you are warned that it is forbidden to take mobile phones into the Prison itself - I always used to leave mine in the car as otherwise the officers would have to lock it up in the Gatehouse and give you a key. By taking a phone into the Prison Kirby has done wrong (and she'd know that) - something that she should not have done and something that, if discovered, could have serious consequences for her.

Lesley

#175: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 10:30 pm
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Thanks Lesley, I didn't know that.

#176: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 10:51 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder what Butcher will do with the phone.

I just thought of something. Have Lesley and Butcher met in RCS? I'm not looking for clues, the thought just occurred to me.

#177: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 2:45 pm
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Caught up again! Thanks Lesley.

Intrigued as to Kirby...

#178: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 6:47 pm
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The next meeting of the same committee was held two weeks later, again on a Friday. Unfortunately Miss Annersley was unable to attend due to work commitments and so Miss Wilson attended alone. She reported back to her friend that evening,

“Well it went really well, better than I’d expected,” Nell said when the pair were both stretched out on the sofa listening to a CD of Handel’s Water Music, she sipped her wine, “I must admit I was a bit worried after the last one.”

“About Butcher’s reaction you mean?”

”Well yes,” Nell nodded, “though I can’t say I’d have blamed Butcher, that Kirby woman was extremely rude.”

“So had the Social Work Department sent someone else then?”

“No they hadn’t,” Nell replied, a confused expression upon her face, “and that made what happened in the meeting somewhat strange,”

Hilda opened her eyes and lifted her head from the sofa cushion, “Strange?” she asked, looking across at her friend.

“Yes,” Nell said, “now you know what that woman was like last time, yes? Totally obstructive and thoroughly insulting to Butcher – so much so that I actually admired Butcher’s self-restraint.”

“But Kirby wasn’t like that this time?”

“No, oh she still had some objections – but they were reasonable objections – and you got the impression that she actually wanted the scheme to work now, whereas before it seemed she wanted it to fail.”

“What of her attitude toward Butcher?”

Nell thought for a moment, thinking back to that afternoon, Kirby’s attitude…

Throughout the meeting Nell had kept looking across at the Social Worker, as though unable to believe the change in her. It was a fairly specific change, seemingly that she had suddenly become as keen for the scheme to succeed as the rest of the attendees. Her attitude toward the convict was very strange too: Nell wished that her friend was there, Hilda was far better at identifying emotions, but she was sure she could detect anger and chagrin, but even more than that she was sure that Kirby was now afraid of Butcher. Nell looked across at Butcher herself and here had no problem identifying what the convict was feeling – Butcher was feeling vast amusement, as though she knew something…

“That’s about it really, Hilda,” Nell finished, “I know it wasn’t just me – Geri was puzzled too, and I know she was going to speak to Butcher about it. Though she did admit that it was unlikely Butcher would admit to anything.”

“What on Earth can Butcher have done?” Hilda asked perplexedly, “surely if Ms Kirby had been threatened by Butcher she had only to report it – Butcher would be in serious trouble – certainly off of the committee?”

“Don’t know,” Nell replied, “all I know is that the scheme seems far more likely to be successful now all committee members are being so positive.”

The pair had to leave the subject there, that weekend, the last before the end of term, was being covered by the Head and Nell looked over at her partner,

“How much work have you got this weekend?”

Hilda sighed, “Quite a lot, I’m afraid,” she confessed, “I’ve got a number of reports that need to go off first thing Monday, as well as a number of letters that need to be answered – mainly from parents. I’ll probably be in the office all day tomorrow.”

“Robbie will be disappointed,” Nell warned, “he’s having his swimming lesson at 4pm tomorrow – wanted us both to be there.”

“I’d forgotten that – I’ll make time for it, wander over to watch.”

That term, with the new swimming pool open, the Games Department had started swimming clubs for the School during the evenings after Prep. Those in the Kindergarten, however, did not have a great deal of time in the evenings and so they had started a club for 3-6 year olds on Saturday afternoons. Robbie had been attending for the last few Saturdays and was doing well – so well that he was to try swimming without his armbands for the first time the next day.

Nell nodded, “Do that,” she said, “and afterwards, any work outstanding – I’ll come across and help you finish up.”

Hilda looked over, her eyes gleaming, “Thanks Nell,”

“No problem, seeing as you’re deigning to come camping during the holidays it’s the least I can do.”

Hilda smiled, “Well you did miss the trip during last term, didn’t you? It’s only fair,” she yawned then continued, “though I do hope the camp bed will be more comfortable than the only other time I attempted camping.”

Nell looked across innocently, “Oh yes, I remember now, there were not quite enough beds ordered, were there?”

Hilda gazed at her friend for some seconds, “No Nell, there were not. Do you happen to remember why not? I’ll tell you, because you deliberately didn’t order quite enough and then tricked me into saying that the senior staff must take responsibility for any missing stores. The first night of camp I slept on the ground!”

“Good grief, did I really do that?” Nell grinned quite unrepentantly, “Well you must have deserved it, Hilda.”

#179: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 7:40 pm
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Thanks Lesley.
So, is Butcher blackmailing Kirby?
And love Nell's innocent act at the end there....

#180: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 8:00 pm
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That's exactly what it is - an act! Lovely!

#181: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:11 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I love Nell's act of innocence!

#182: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:00 pm
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Now I wonder just what Butcher is up to - how much damage can you do with a mobile phone? Hmmm! In Butcher's hands? Quite a lot, I should think. Shocked

She and Nell make a fine pair with their machinations.

Thanks, Lesley

#183: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:19 pm
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They are a splendid cross-talk act aren't they? Laughing

Hmm, I wonder if Butcher found anything useful on Kirby's mobile?

#184: Author: leahbelle, Location: Kilmarnock

Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 1:31 pm
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Love Nell's act, too!

#185: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:21 pm
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I'm up to date on RCS Shocked

now I've just got to try and keep it that way Rolling Eyes

Thanks Lesley for the usual roller coaster of emotions and unresolved issues - enjoying it muchly

#186: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 9:26 pm
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*lifts up bottom corner of thread and peers underneath, looking for next installment....* Wink

#187: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 12:49 am
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I didn't know mobile phones weren't allowed, either. What, indeed, has Butcher been up to? Nothing good, I suspect! She's managed to stop all opposition to the scheme, anyway, which is the main thing.

Looking forward to Robbie's swimming lesson.

And yes, Hilda did promise to go camping, didn't she. Very noble of her (well, her gift of love to Nell, really). Why can I not imagine her in a tent?? Wink

#188: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:38 am
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Seems as though Kirby is in enough trouble without my poking stick. Twisted Evil

At the moment, that is.

*looks forward to camping trip*

#189: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:48 am
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At about the same time across in the State Prison; Butcher lay on her bunk smiling to herself. Although in a two-bunk cell she was the only occupant - it was rare that she ever had to share a cell. The cell door had been locked since eight pm but the overhead lights were not scheduled to go off for another forty minutes. Butcher was on her front gazing down at the small silver phone, having just removed it from its hiding place. Her mind returned to a conversation with her lieutenant, Rees a few days after first obtaining the phone…

“I don’t understand, Butcher,” Rees sounded perplexed, “just what’s Kirby so scared of? So you take that to Shaw, tell her it was found in the Prison. Sure it’s a reprimand for Kirby, but nothing else. I mean she won’t lose her job or nothing will she?”

“Not for taking the phone into a Prison, Rees, no,” Butcher said quickly, “but the stuff on her phone is real interesting - you can’t have seen it when you cracked the security for me - take a look,”

Rees looked at the screen on the small phone, a frown on her face, she pressed a button, scrolling down a list of names…she stopped and her jaw dropped, “Him? Why’d she have his number in her address book?”

Butcher nodded, “Not just his, take a look further down, a few more names,”

Rees did so, nodding as she read the names, “But that means she was a part of it?”

“Yeah, and she doesn’t want anyone else to know does she?”

“You gonna tell Shaw?”

Butcher shook her head, “No, I’ve got a better idea. Kirby’s been against this whole idea about seeing cons have help when going out - if she knows I know about this,” she indicated the phone and its address book, “she’ll change her mind.”

“You think the idea worth it then?”

Butcher considered, “Yes,” she said after some thought, “I think so, at least, I think it’s worth trying - we’ve both seen the ones that keep coming back again and again, that end up losing their kids and everything. If this idea can be brought in it might help at least some of them.”

“Won’t help you, will it?” Rees said astutely.

Butcher shrugged, “I’ve made my choice,” she said, “but some of the kids in here can get out.”

“So you’ll blackmail that bitch?”

“For as long as it takes.”

Butcher’s smile widened as she thought about Kirby’s dismay on being contacted, her anger and fear on being told what she had to do to ensure Butcher’s silence. During the meeting earlier she had been hard pressed not to laugh out loud on occasion, seeing the Social Worker supporting the ideas, putting forward only genuine objections. In some ways she was disappointed that she couldn’t tell the Governor what had brought about Kirby’s change of heart….but no, Shaw wouldn’t accept it, she’d take the phone, inform the authorities. Better make sure this phone remained hidden then.

Butcher rose from the bed and walked over to the hiding place, placed the phone in there before returning to her bunk, as she did the overhead lights blinked off. Wanting an early night Butcher didn’t bother switching on her table lamp, instead she stretched out on her bunk, her hands behind her head, smiling into the darkness, before falling asleep.

#190: Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:58 am
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I wondered, but....Butcher, be careful. Be very very careful.

Thank you Lesley.

#191: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:06 am
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Blackmail is a dangerous game.

#192: Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 12:15 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder if the blackmail will succeed.

#193: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 2:10 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I just hope Butcher is very, very careful.

#194: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:28 pm
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Thanks Lesley!

I'm torn on this one. Butcher has good motives, but I'm not sure she's going about this the right way. *strokes imaginary beard musingly*

#195: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:41 pm
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O-oh! This is dodgy ground and can end in tragedy. Please be nice Lesley!

#196: Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire

Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:54 pm
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I'm with Vikki - torn both ways. I'd like to think she can get away with it. Because her motives seenm to be sound.

Thanks, Lesley

#197: Author: Tara, Location: Malvern, Worcestershire

Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:20 am
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Love Butcher's self-satisfaction - she's almost purring!

Of course she's right, Geri would do the right thing immediately. As others have said, her (B's) motives are excellent, but she might well be getting herself into deep water. The people Kirby was involved with are not nice.

#198: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 6:00 pm
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Might have guessed Kirby'd be involved with them.

Dangerous game, here, though.

#199: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 6:54 pm
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On the Saturday afternoon sat in the spectators gallery watching her grandson, Nell sighed and berated herself for not checking that Hilda had remembered,

‘She’s probably fathoms deep in some report and has totally forgotten the time,’ she thought just as she caught sight of Robbie and the other members of the Kindergarten Swimming Team, appear from the changing room. She waved and Robbie waved back, grinning, his other hand being held firmly by Cherry, both of them wearing swimming costumes and carrying towels. As Nell watched she saw the two were joined by a tall blond man, Shane Coates had appeared. He smiled down at Robbie while hugging Cherry. He then swung Robbie up on his shoulder, Robbie’s giggles could be heard right across the pool.

“Have I missed anything?” a voice said worriedly, Nell looked up,

“Hilda! I was just thinking I should have called for you, what was it, some report?”

Hilda shook her head, “No, a phone call, couldn’t get them to stop talking, has he swum yet?”

“No, they’ve only just started,”

The two women watched in silence as Robbie and five other boys and girls were all taken to one end of the small pool and, one at a time, encouraged to swim the width. A couple didn’t make it but Robbie and three others managed to swim the distance required. As soon as he had finished both Cherry and Shane had hugged him; then the excited little boy spotted his Grandmas and, without waiting for the towel Cherry held to be wrapped around him, he ran over to them,

“Grandmas did you see? Did you see? I can swim now!” as he spoke he climbed over the rail and dropped into Hilda’s lap.

Nell bit her lip to stop herself laughing aloud at the sight of the Headmistress attempting to hold on to a squirming, excited and, mainly, very wet little boy! For her part Hilda had said nothing other than to praise Robbie and tell him that he was a very clever boy. That he would have a special treat that evening when he came over to the cottage. At that point Cherry arrived with a large towel and proceeded to wrap the towel around her son, apologising to Hilda while doing do,

“Not a problem, Cherry,” Hilda said with a smile, “he was excited, rightly so, it’s not everyday that someone becomes a swimmer, is it?” She bent to kiss the little face beaming up at her.

“Can I go swimming inna sea now, Grandma? Without my armbands?”

“We’ll see, darling,” Hilda replied as Robbie scrambled off her lap and onto Nell’s, “perhaps if it’s nice and calm one day.”

After he had been cuddled by Nell, Robbie was lifted onto Cherry’s shoulder and taken back to where Peggy Burnett was waiting, fairly patiently, to continue the lesson! Afterwards Cherry and Robbie disappeared to get changed, along with the rest of the class. Nell looked across at her partner,

“Er, you weren’t thinking of going back to the office, were you Hilda?”

Hilda looked down at herself, her smart skirt and blouse had not borne up well to having a wet and wriggling four year old upon them, she smiled, “I think not, Nell,” she said patiently, “I believe I’ve done enough,”

“Good,” Nell said, linking her arm through her friend’s as the pair walked back to their cottage, “because I should tell you, at the moment you’re not really projecting a very good image of the School.”

#200: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 7:01 pm