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Hazel took his hand. “Done,” she answered. ” THREE THE VILLAGE HALL RENOVATION FUND-RAISING SUBCOMMITTEE had been derided by Lois. ” she had said to Derek. ” Derek had replied. “Anyway, it wasn’t my idea. Mrs. T-J coined it. ” “Well, if you don’t like No Chance, why don’t you call the campaign Save Our Shed? ” “Quite right,” said Gran. “All the women at WI call it the Shed. ” The three were sitting round the big kitchen table in the Meade’s solid Victorian house in the main street of Long Farnden.
It had returned on and off ever since his wife died some years ago, and he knew the only remedy was to get out of bed, put on some old clothes and go for a run around the park. He had drawn back his bedroom curtains and was about to set off when his telephone rang. The moment he heard Lois’s voice he knew there would be no need for a run. ” snapped Lois. “I don’t call this early morning. Now listen, Hunter. I’ve just come back from walking Jeems, and met old Tony Dibson . . What? . Well, give me a chance and I’ll tell you who he is.
Light as a feather,” he said, as he always said every night, and picked her up in his arms, trying not to notice the stab of pain in his back. JOHN THORNBULL GOT OUT OF HIS CAR IN THE YARD AT THE BACK of the farmhouse, and thought he should check that his wife Hazel’s bantams were shut up. If she had forgotten, as she often did, the stupid things flew up into a tall silver birch tree and roosted in the high branches. Sometimes he took the clothes line prop from the garden and tried bashing them down to go into their perfectly comfortable house.