A Village Affair (1990)
“‘Where are you ringing from?’ ‘London.’ ‘I thought you were at Pitcombe—’ ‘I was. I left on Saturday. You can have too much village life.’ ‘Anthony,’ Cecily said. ‘What have you done?’ ‘Nothing—’ ‘Then why are you going to Majorca?’ ‘Because I’m a natural sponger, as you know, and I’m being given a fortnight’s shelter in return for repainting a loggia. Luxury shelter, mind you.’ ‘I don’t doubt it. How was everyone at Pitcombe?’ ‘Fine,’ Anthony said heartily.
There was a pause, and then Ceci...ly said, ‘Well, off you go. And mind you do paint the loggia.’ ‘Trust me,’ Anthony said and put the receiver down.
Cecily went out into the garden. Her white border was looking spectacular; it had taken eight years to achieve. She had planned it, she remembered, to celebrate Natasha’s arrival, her first grandchild. She went down the length of it, stooping and peering, whipping out the odd grass that had seeded itself among the lupin spires, but she wasn’t really concentrating.MoreLess
There was a pause, and then Ceci...ly said, ‘Well, off you go. And mind you do paint the loggia.’ ‘Trust me,’ Anthony said and put the receiver down.
Cecily went out into the garden. Her white border was looking spectacular; it had taken eight years to achieve. She had planned it, she remembered, to celebrate Natasha’s arrival, her first grandchild. She went down the length of it, stooping and peering, whipping out the odd grass that had seeded itself among the lupin spires, but she wasn’t really concentrating.MoreLess
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