Bad blood on Bank Holiday Monday
Lynda Snell and her indefatigable team of
organisers pulled off a remarkably successful May Day event over the Bank
Holiday weekend – even though the day seemed set for disaster when the May
Queen’s crown was stolen by the Button sisters and the Morris Men’s transport
broke down.
‘We triumphed – and we needed a triumph
after so much trauma,’ Lynda sighed with relief. ‘If you ignore the petty
larceny,’ snapped Shula, whose day was already ruined because Richard Locke has
pulled out of their lunch date.
Kenton was in a filthy bate too, as he had
to accept David’s help in running the barbecue. ‘If you think you can make
everything better by slicing a few burger buns, you do not understand the
situation,’ he hissed, eyeing up the distance between the white-hot grill and
his brother’s backside.
Luckily David is so thick-skinned he felt
he and Kenton had made progress, and now plans to offer him a loan, to prevent
Jill from dipping into her savings. Not that he is doing this solely for family
harmony. ‘I don’t want to be responsible for the village losing its pub,’ he
said. Let’s hope Kenton is suitably grateful for David’s largesse…
First-time voters swing shock poll result
Local residents Philippa Rose Archer and
Jack McCreery confounded the pollsters last Thursday and helped deliver a
completely unexpected Conservative majority in the general election, the Ambridge Observer can exclusively
reveal.
‘My ma wouldn’e believe it,’ said Mr
McCreery, known locally as Jazzer. ‘I voted for yon wee ginger woman and got 56
MPs!’
‘I thought voting didn’t matter to young,
cool people like me,’ said ‘Pip’ Archer, who is about to take her finals at
Felpersham University. ‘But then a horrid man at the Hunt dinner told me he
didn’t approve of gay marriage and I knew I had to take a stand.’
‘I was so pleased to help younger members
of the community exercise their democratic right’, said Pip’s cousin Helen
Archer, who guided the two first-timers through the process. ‘After all, my
partner Rob let me out to vote, and told me what to do, so how could I refuse
to do the same?’
Detective David delves into the drains
The mystery of the blocked culvert at
Berrow Farm deepened this week when Rachel from the Environment Agency, who is
tall, but knows her stuff, told David that her team would have checked and
cleared the culvert last November. ‘It’s a mystery; we’ll probably never know
what happened,’ sighed Ruth, who’s preoccupied because Pip has an interview for
the job as a jillaroo in Queensland.
But that wasn’t good enough for David. He ever so casually asked Rob at the farmers’ cash and carry
if Berrow Farm had taken any ‘special precautions’ to prevent flooding (such as
blocking the culvert to divert the water into the village.)
‘No, I was too busy rescuing your sister
and aunt’, grumbled Rob, pretending to look at new riding gloves and trying to
hide his ever-lengthening nose.
Who’s the best man: Eddie, Will – or Toby?
Toby and Rex Fairbrother, the young guns
who are moving to Ambridge to farm celebration poultry, look set to cause even
more of a stir than their father Robin did when he dallied with a young
Elizabeth Pargetter back in the day.
This time it’s the turn of Pip Archer to
catch Toby’s eye (Rex has a career-ending neck injury that cramps his style
with the ladies). Having changed her plans so she could spend the day shearing
with Toby, Pip wowed him with her sledgehammer-subtle flirting style. ‘I can
take any physical challenge you can throw at me!’ she giggled, unaware of the
lump of sheep poo in her hair.
‘I’m looking forward to seeing you in
action!’ he leered back. ‘I could say the same about you!’ she replied, before
they both got down to some hot and sweaty action (you mean catching sheep and rolling fleeces. Ed)
Meanwhile Charlie Thomas was suspiciously
reasonable when Ed asked him if he could transfer his tenancy of 50 acres over
to the bird-loving Fairbrothers. ‘Things are really looking up,’ smiled Ed. All
he has to do now is decide who he wants to be his best man. He’s asked his dad,
but Clarrie and Joe think it should be brother William – like Emma’s last
wedding, but just swapping roles. Remembering how well that went, he might be
better off asking Toby, who clearly thinks he is always best man.
Musical interlude shows the Grundys have still got it
Guests at Grey Gables were delighted by an
inpromptu folk evening this week as Joe Grundy and his son Eddie practised
their repertoire of country songs old and new in the lounge. The set began with
‘Fair maid of Edgeley’, which soon got the crowd’s toes tapping, followed by
the raucous ‘Cobbler of Borchester’ and Joe’s own composition, ‘Bartleby’s no match for my Susan’.
‘We enjoyed it, although for some reason a
younger man with them – Ed, I think his name was – was begging them to stop,’ said one
guest. ‘It was better than those hunting horns the toffs were blowing at their
dinner the other night.’
Missing bunting ties police up in knots
House-to-house enquiries and a fingertip
search of the village green have proved fruitless in finding thieves who stole
a valuable string of bunting between Bank Holiday Monday and Tuesday morning.
‘ I thought it would be safe up in the
trees overnight,’ said Ms Fallon Rogers of the Ambridge Tea Service. ‘Emma and
I made every piece of it by hand. It’s my trademark!’
Rural crime officer PC Harrison Burns
appealed for witnesses to come forward. ‘I will donate a free road safety
demonstration to anyone who provides information leading to an arrest in this
distressing case, ‘ he said.
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