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(aka Bike, est. 2007) Part 2130 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad
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I was busy trying to work out the exact phrasing of a sentence to make a pun out of it when my mobile rang. It was Danni.
“I hope you’re not calling to say you can’t make dinner,” I said curtly.
“No, Mummy.” Her voice sounded weak and watery.
“What’s the matter, darling?”
“Some boys,” she sniffed, “from our school, they recognised Pia.” There were sounds of sobbing.
“Where are you?”
“In the toilets.”
“Which toilets?”
“John Lewis.”
“In Southsea?”
“Yes, Mummy.”
“Okay, darling, stay there, I’ll come and find you.” I clicked off my phone grabbed my bag and was dashing outside to the car when I realised I had my slippers on. I charged back in and scuffed on a pair of old trainers. Two minutes later I was haring down the main road towards Southsea and its main shopping area.
I managed to park in Waitrose car park and ran the few hundred yards to the John Lewis department store. My senses heightened by adrenalin I spotted several youths walking about the store as if they were looking for someone. Could this be the troublemakers? I approached one of the staff and pointed them out and suggested they might be acting suspiciously. She agreed and I noticed as I went up the stairs she was pointing them out to security.
I walked into the ladies and paused. “Danielle?” I called but there was no response. There’s only one ladies toilet that I’m aware of. I speed dialled her mobile. “Where are you?”
“In the shoe department.”
“I told you to stay put.”
“They were calling the security people saying there were boys in the ladies toilets.”
“Well stay put this time.”
“Oh oh, they’re after us again.”
I rushed down the stairs dancing past an old lady who complained to my back. Just as I got to the bottom of the staircase, the three girls nearly ran into me. “Whoa, now what is going on?”
Three youths suddenly took evasive action and headed away from the girls when they saw them talking to an adult. “Is there a problem, madam?” asked a security man who looked as if he’d been running a marathon by his red sweating face.
“Yes, those boys were chasing my girls.”
“Girls? These are your girls?”
“One is my daughter and the other two are her friends, why?”
“The boys made allegations that they were boys not girls.”
I made a shocked face, “Are you accusing me of not knowing if I have a boy or a girl?”
“No madam, just repeating the allegations.”
“I see, would you like to call the manager–tell him Lady Cameron would like to speak with him.”
“Um, is that going to be necessary, madam?”
“You seemed to imply my daughter was a boy.”
“Uh, not me, madam, that was what them boys said.”
“And you’re believing them over the child’s mother?”
“No, madam.”
“I think you ought to call the manager.”
“He’s very busy, madam, I’m sure we can resolve this between us.”
“I’m not so sure, I don’t like someone questioning my word or insinuating my daughter isn’t a girl.”
“Of course she’s a girl, they all are, I can see that now–but when we went to speak to them in the toilets they ran off.”
“I’m not surprised. If I had a rather large man chasing me, I’d run.” I stepped further away from him as he began to develop an aroma.
“Yes, okay, I can see that...”
“Is there a problem, Mr Smithers?” up walked some bloke in a suit.
“This lady’s girls were being chased by a group of boys who accused them of all sorts of things, sir.”
“Like what, Mr Smithers?”
“He suggested the boys implied they weren’t girls.”
The man looked as if I’d just told him the moon really was green cheese. He looked down at them, “Clearly the boys were wrong.”
“Quite,” I agreed.
“That was what we were discussing, sir.”
“I hope we haven’t inconvenienced you too much, um Mrs...,” said the suit, whose name badge said he was one Craig Durrant, a departmental manager.
“Cameron, Lady Cameron.”
The man now looked as if he’d done something unpleasant in his pants and had just discovered it. “Lady Cameron, I’m sorry, I didn’t recognise you. Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Only stand out of the way, I’d like to get these children home.”
“But of course, Lady Cameron.” He said obsequiously and stepped back for us to pass.
“Thank you, Mr Durrant.” I said as we trooped past.
As we walked away, I heard him berate the security man, “You clot, Smithers, d’you know who that was?” He obviously didn’t. “She only owns High Street bank, that’s who...”
As we were leaving one of the boys was standing by the door as Danni approached it. He yelled something at her and Danni gave the door an extra shove knocking him down. The other two ran off.
I helped pick him up. “I don’t know who you are, sunshine, but if I see you near any of these girls again, I’ll have you arrested, d’you understand?”
“You can’t touch me, bitch.” He said as he turned and ran straight into a police officer.
“What’s goin’ on ’ere?” He asked grabbing the offending boy. “Madam?”
“He and his friends have harassing my daughter and her friends while they came shopping.”
“Oh have they?”
“Do you wish to press charges?”
“I ain’t done nuffin’ wrong, ’ave I?” protested the boy.
“Shurrup, Gilbert, we know you’re a little toerag an’ I’m talking to the lady, alright?” He jerked the boy who shut up.
“I don’t think so officer, but if he or his friends come near my girl and her friends again, I will.”
“Very wise, you ain’t gonna do that, are you, Gilbert, annoy this lady’s girls again?”
“No.” The boy hung his head.
“Thank you, officer.”
“Pleasure, Madam.” We walked on and the copper was reading the riot act to the young thug.
Back in the car, the three of them started laughing–a result of the fright they’d had. I waited until they returned to normal before starting up the Jag and setting off for home.
We dropped off Pia first and I told her I liked her hair, she thanked me and went off waving to the other two. Then we let off Cindy, who hugged Danni and thanked me for the lift. Finally, we went home and Danni thanked me for coming to get them.
“Did you buy anything?”
“No, by the time Pia had had her hair done it was time for lunch. We were just starting to see what was about when we ran into the three boys and they somehow recognised Pia.”
“They must be quite clever because I’m not sure I would. Her makeup has improved.”
“Yeah, Phoebe helped her up in Scotland, didn’t she?”
“She did indeed. Right, young lady, I have work to do before dinner and a trip to Southampton.”
“You don’t think they recognised me, d’you?”
“You said it was Pia they recognised.”
“Maybe it was me–oh hell, I’ll get murdered in school next week.”
“I’ll speak to the headmaster.”
“That won’t do any good.”
“We’ll think of something I’m sure.”
“Yeah? I’m not.”
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“We’ll think of something I’m sure.â€
By now Danni should know not to doubt Cathy when she's determined.
Sad that a pleasant day of shopping was ruined.
Expected to hear, "She owns High Street Bank, and they own this store!"
The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley,
Now things could get complected, this will be a test of the Cameron spirit and strength of character. But I am fearing a bridge might have been burned and the return rout may be through the river of Drin, which is smelly and vile.
Unless some one can learn how to pole vault or rent a jet pack to ford the river, there may not be an easy way back. But only time will tell.
Michele
With those with open eyes the world reads like a book
If the boys had simply recognized the kids
that would be one thing. Chasing them through the store and hounding them is all together different. I can't see Cathy as a bully in this situation.
Bullying implies a long persistent, repeated intent to hurt
I doubt this is comparable. She has done nothing to threaten those two men and if those two guys want to behave like lap dogs, well it's up to them. Now as to those boys who were harassing and threatening Danni and Pia what would you do? Cathy has few choices here to protect her charges.
Kim
OH Shut up !
No one has the right to harass anyone, ever, full stop !
*sighs*
It's about time Dan* realized that there really were consequences of what (s)he's been doing... As much fun as (s)he's had doing it.
I look forward to seeing how things work out.
Thanks,
Annette
Excuse me Annette.
Why should there be any 'consequences' for me for going out cross-dressed. I go out 'cross-dressed' all the time and nobody has any right to harass me, attack me, insult me or in any way be offensive towards me. They have every right to stare and act stupidly; even speak to me, but no right to offend or insult or abuse.
If there are any 'consequences' about cross dressing incidents then they should be for any moron who offends or insults or abuses the transvestite. It is becoming that way in Britain now, mainly because the Police have at long last taken on board the fact the trans people have rights, human rights; and one of those rights it to the quiet and peaceful enjoyments of their lives either in private or in public.
There are no 'consequences' if a black person goes out as a black person so why should a transvestite suffer 'consequences' for going out as a transvestite.
I was out dressed like this yesterday afternoon in Cardiff and some people stared and sniggered but NOBODY abused or attacked me.
Bev.
The crazy bitch growing old disgracefully.
i did
I checked the story again and maybe so should you.
When the boys chased Danni and company through the store and into the lady's room, do you think they did that with the intend to compliment them for their looks?
What Cathy did was to threaten legal action if the store neglects to protect the children in her care. That's hardly bullying.
"Yeah? I'm not."
Danni has reason to be concerned, but the problem may not be his, but Pia's. Cathy is proper in protecting her own at this point, not knowing the entire story, but the fact remains that the three boys made an accusation. It is up to them to prove the others guilty, and not for the girls (including Pia and Cindy) to prove their innocence. And with Cathy being who she is, that proof from the three may be extremely difficult to prove.
Regardless, I am still concerned about Danni. Is he getting himself deeper and deeper to perhaps being a female he does not really, deep down, want to be?
Don't let someone else talk you out of your dreams. How can we have dreams come true, if we have no dreams?
Katrina Gayle "Stormy" Storm
Transphobic attacks.
The transphobic attack on the two cage fighters in Swansea is still part of the Tg folklore in Southwales.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JLI_IU9fYYc
Sadly the outcome is rarely this satisfactory. You have to blame the parents who bring their brats up to believe they can assuage their demands and feelings by being violent and abusive. Obviously the yobs who attacked Cathy's children were reared as abusive, arrogant, potentially violent thugs. Hopefully they might not grow up to become the abusive slobs that were caught on CCTV causing mayhem in Swansea until they picked on two 'transvestites' who turned out to be cage fighters going to a stag do in fancy dress. Oh what sweet justice.
the website above is the official street video of their thuggery before the were 'sorted'
Oh sweet justice!
Still lovin' it Ang.
Thanks again for the daily delights.
Bevs