Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1884

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike)
Part 1884
by Angharad

Copyright © 2012 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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It took me several minutes to recover from this surprise. It felt bittersweet: I was delighted that Billie had been remembered, but saddened that she was no longer with us.

“How long have you known about this?” I accused Tom.

“A wee while.”

I glowered at him and he smiled back.

“I thocht it wis a guid idea.”

“Yeah, how can I be the director of a research facility and teach at the university?”

“Och, that’s easy, ye can do yer teaching in thae research centre, and yer ecology fieldwork in thae woods.”

“Ecology relates to more than woodland species.”

“Aye, I ken that, but some o’ yer precious dormice are in that wood.”

“How d’you know?”

“Some o’ yer research project students did a survey, they foond signs o’ dormice.”

“If I have to drive to North Hampshire every day, how will I have time to take the girls to school?”

“Ye’ll hae twa assistants, the bank is funding one and we’re paying fa’ thae other.”

“I’ll have staff to manage as well?” This sounded like more work.

“Cathy, ye’re a PhD noo, ye’ll hae tae supervise post grad students and guide their research, ye’ll hae tae find funding an’ put t’gether funding applications.”

“I’ve done some of that already, not the supervision, but the applications.”

“This is going tae make us one o’ thae leading woodland research establishments in thae whole o’ Europe. There’s planning permission to double thae size o’ thae research centre, we might be able tae attract forestry sponsors tae.”

“How much is all of this costing?”

“Aboot ten million poonds.”

“You’re joking?”

“No aboot that sort of cash.”

“The bank is paying for it all?”

“No, we’re splitting it doon thae middle.”

“You’re spending five million pounds for a research centre for me?”

“It’s no jest fa’ ye, it’s fa’ thae university, but ye’re a shoo in fa’ thae director’s job, an before ye get all cross with me, it wisnae ma idea, but yer pa in law’s.”

I glanced across at Henry who was chatting up Sammi and Julie, while Monica talked with Jacquie. I wandered casually across to Henry.

“Your presents seem to overwhelm you?” he said looking sympathetic.

“Wouldn’t they you?”

“Possibly.”

“Henry, you’re committing ten million pounds to this?”

“Probably fifteen by the time we’re finished, and we’re trying to stimulate our customers to donate to the projects.”

“Fifteen million?”

“Yes, you have a problem with that?”

“I don’t know.”

“The capital outlay is a couple of million for each building, then there are revenue implications for overheads and staffing, but I thought you’d like some memorial to Billie?”

“I think it’s a wonderful idea, I’m just flabbergasted by it all.”

“Well don’t be, and congratulations to my clever daughter in law.” He bent down and kissed me on the cheek–“I still think you should dump the doofus and elope with me,” he said and chuckled.

“That doofus is my husband,” I said sounding a little cross with him.

“I know that.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because Tom suggested it was needed, Gareth also thought so, it’s just a pity he didn’t live to see it happen. He was the original proposer of you as director, especially if you got your doctorate.”

“It might have been nice if I’d been consulted.”

“What for? Your excessive modesty would have imperilled the whole deal. We couldn’t tell you, Cathy–you’d have killed it.”

“I’m sorry you think that, I don’t remember killing the survey.”

“Because you had Tom backing you up–Cathy, this project is the most important one of its sort for fifty years.”

“I know, which is why I’m apprehensive.”

“Don’t be, see it as exciting and brand new.”

“Perhaps that’s why I’m apprehensive?”

“C’mon, Cathy, you’re more than capable of running both these centres and teaching. We’re arranging to shoot images of the woodlands live and simultaneously and put them on the bank’s website.”

“I don’t have a problem with that.”

“We want it to generate loads of interest for places here, like your documentary did.”

“That’s okay as long as you don’t want me to teach them to look for the teddy bear’s picnic.”

“What a good idea...” I walked off and heard him chuckling loudly behind me, I could see where Stella got the habit from. I sat down feeling exhausted and I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up to lots of sniggers and found the whole family stood round me in a semi circle, some with cameras, watching me sleep.

Ignoring them I stood up and stretched and approached Simon, “Could we go home now?”

“It’s not ten o’clock yet.”

“Fine, could you organise a cab to take me home then?”

“What?” he gasped.

“I’ve had enough of my birthday and would like to go home to my bed.”

“Stay here, the family suite is available.”

“Simon, I don’t want to stay here. I’d like to go home, and either you arrange a cab or I’ll go through to reception.”

“All right, all right, I’ll get you a blessed cab.”

“Thank you.” I was asleep before the wretched thing arrived and again before I got home.

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