itsmeagain Posted August 29, 2016 Share Posted August 29, 2016 a supermarket carrier bag...and..oh God..he asked me if I really worked for her Highness Chiffon...' 'I bet she's been one of his conquests' grunted Bertie as he accelerated back towards London. Trixie wanted to .... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 30, 2016 Author Share Posted August 30, 2016 strangle him. And Annabelle. And Cyril. Slowly. Instead, biting her tongue, she said she needed to stop at the nearest police station and report the theft of her passport, licence and purse. 'I can't help thinking now that Cyril's somehow tied up with the riots in Mudshot Cross. He seemed very ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 30, 2016 Share Posted August 30, 2016 shady all told. I mean when I told him of our last case regarding Wilberforce ...he has met the mother!! Would you just believe...' 'You told him about our cases...oh my God she will dismiss us both...both of us have had liaisons which is a sackable offence...and you told..' 'Did you inform Madam Ching about..' 'No...' At Handsup police station Bertie said..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 30, 2016 Author Share Posted August 30, 2016 'We'd better give them all the sordid details.' 'Cyril Bauble, eh?' said PC Hans Kuff, 'the Super'll be very interested in that little bit of information. One of the many alias he goes by. And you have his address you say? A right bolshie agitator, responsible for stirring up trouble left right and dead centre. Light fingered into the bargain. You did very well to infiltrate his inner sanctum, as it were, Miss. We've been on his case for some time now, this is a real breakthrough. I'll just have a wee chat with the boss, but I'm sure he'd appreciate you accompanying us to apprehend the miscreant.' Trixie, turning rather pink with pride, rang Annabelle. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 31, 2016 Share Posted August 31, 2016 'Boss I have had praise from PC Hans Kuffs or something about Cyril Bauble..' A sound of coffee being spewed across a room, all over the dress of Harriet Synthonium, the new office..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 1, 2016 Author Share Posted September 1, 2016 Girl Friday. A piercing scream reverberated down the phone followed by Annabelle yelling, 'Don't think you're getting all of the $10,000 reward, your contract states five percent and not a penny more!' 'Twenty-five percent, Annabelle, or Bertram and I are out of here with the whole lot! We've done all the hard work on this one, plus my wallet, passport and licence have been stolen, it's going to cost me a fortune to get them all re-issued!' There was a long silence on the end of the phone. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 1, 2016 Share Posted September 1, 2016 'Trixie....is he alright? I haven't. .oh God...seen him in ..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 1, 2016 Author Share Posted September 1, 2016 'Who? Is who alright? Bertie? He's fine. A bit tetchy but otherwise ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 1, 2016 Share Posted September 1, 2016 'Oh...errrk..yeah Oh Trixie..thank God. Well I will put the kettle on..in times of trouble the UK turns to tea..oh God.' 'Are you ok boss?' asked Trixie, unsure what was..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 1, 2016 Author Share Posted September 1, 2016 rattling Annabelle's usual composure. 'Anyway, gotta go, PC Kuffs is waiting. Toodle-oo!' It felt good to have her boss on the back foot for a change. Annabelle sat down abruptly on her swivel chair and breathed heavily through her nose. Poor Harriet was still ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 2, 2016 Share Posted September 2, 2016 wiping sweet black coffee off her yellow and ochre dress. 'Harriet I am so sorry. It's not my.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 2, 2016 Share Posted September 2, 2016 wiping sweet black coffee off her yellow and ochre dress. 'Harriet I am so sorry. It's not my.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 3, 2016 Author Share Posted September 3, 2016 *sniff*...usual behavior, it's .. *sniff*... been an upsetting *stifled sob* day.' 'There, there,' said Harriet, patting Annabelle's shoulder, 'don't give it another thought, I never really liked this dress anyway. Tell me all about it.' 'I feel as if I can confide in you, Harriet, *loudly blows nose*, the others treat me like Iron Lady. You see ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 3, 2016 Share Posted September 3, 2016 Mr Cyril Bauble was.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 3, 2016 Author Share Posted September 3, 2016 and if I'm honest, still is ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 4, 2016 Share Posted September 4, 2016 ......my husband. We had some great times but he kept having affairs and now Trixie had her stuff stolen and the police are looking for Cyril.' Tears and wailing could be heard..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 4, 2016 Author Share Posted September 4, 2016 once again. 'Now, now,' said Harriet, 'why don't we drive up to the police station and see what we can do to help. If you put in a good word for him, it might ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 4, 2016 Share Posted September 4, 2016 (edited) assist the police in understanding him. Is he one of life's great misunderstood? I mean I once met a baker named Baker from Exeter. He was so misunderstood that when he cheated on his wife everyone said how dreadful life.... Edited September 4, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 4, 2016 Author Share Posted September 4, 2016 must have been for her. They didn't see his side of the story at all! All that subterfuge, sneaking around, very stressful for the poor man.' Annabelle looked at her in astonishment, She really had the most peculiar way of looking at things. 'Never mind Mr Baker, the baker from Exeter, let's concentrate on ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 5, 2016 Share Posted September 5, 2016 me..yes good old in the flesh, non subterfuging, honest to goodness Annabelle..yes. I am so badly treated..by husband, colleagues including the two amateur detectives currently on their way back after a disastrous trip. I am tired Harriet and you may Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 5, 2016 Author Share Posted September 5, 2016 give me a neck massage and some well deserved sympathy. I washed my hands of Cyril ages ago, I merely had a brief weak moment. No one treats me like that and gets away with it. I hope they lock him up, swallow the key and pull his toenails out one by one!' 'Relax Annabelle, all the veins are sticking out in your neck and your muscles are tighter than a cyclist's one size too small lycra pants! Perhaps we'd better ...' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 5, 2016 Share Posted September 5, 2016 (edited) take a deep breath, evaluate the situation then return to a coffee shop for another coffee. You could ...also..buy me a new dress..yellow and ochre has become coffee stain brown. All your fault. Gasping out your angst whilst Edited September 5, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 9, 2016 Author Share Posted September 9, 2016 But she didn't say the last two things, only thought them, Harriet knew which side her bread was buttered on and Annabelle was proving ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted September 9, 2016 Share Posted September 9, 2016 (edited) to be a buttery and syrupy boss. 'Come now Harriet off to Harrods I will buy you the sweetest yellow and ochre dress ever known to the human race. Indeed ..... Edited September 9, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted September 9, 2016 Author Share Posted September 9, 2016 I may even buy you two, and while I'm at it, I think I'll get myself some new shoes. Nothing like shoes for ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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