(aka Bike, est. 2007) Part 2163 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad
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He followed my Jaguar down to Julie’s Salon and parked behind me. “Do you wish me to come as well?”
“It’s probably a good idea, Mrs Cameron.”
I led him into the shop and Julie came up and hugged me, “Mummy, to what do I owe this honour.”
“This is Mr Curry from the HSPCC, he’d like a word with Danielle.”
Julie’s expression changed, “What for?”
“I’m a child protection officer,” he showed her his ID.
“Well shouldn’t you be out there protecting all those gay and transgender kids who get teased, humiliated and assaulted by so called normals?” Julie certainly didn’t mince her words.
“We try to protect all groups of children.”
“So where were you when I was a kid or when Cathy was a child, you were noticeable by your absence then as now.”
“Please ask Danni to come and see us, Julie?”
“Is this a good idea, Mummy?”
“We have nothing to hide.”
“That won’t stop them strip searching us,” she said as she disappeared into the shop to fetch her brother/sister.
“Is she normally this aggressive?” asked Curry.
“I don’t think she was being aggressive, I thought her questions were perfectly valid and I might well have my legal team ask them of your organisation.”
“Your legal team?” he smiled anxiously, “The university you mean?”
“No, my husband’s legal team.”
“I thought your husband worked for a bank.”
“I thought you’d done your homework, Mr Curry.”
“I’ve obviously missed something, haven’t I?”
“Just a little.”
“Hi, Mummy, Mr–um.” Danni arrived and I was pleased to see she hadn’t had any sort of exotic makeover.
“This gentleman is from the HSPCC and he’d like to ask you a few questions, please answer him honestly.”
“Okay,” I led them both out of the shop to a small car parking area behind the shop where we wouldn’t be overheard. I stepped a few paces away so Danni had some space and I couldn’t be accused of influencing her answers.
“Why are you dressed as a girl?”
“Because I want to–is that a problem?”
“No, but it’s not because your mother wanted you to.”
“No, she wanted me to stop.”
“Oh, so why didn’t you?”
“Because I like being a girl, anything wrong with that?”
“No, of course not.”
“Are you planning on staying as a girl all the time?”
“What’s it to you?”
“I’m just interested, that’s all.”
“I don’t think it’s any of your business, is it?”
“But it is, I’m here to try and protect you.”
“From who, weirdos like you who like asking personal questions, or like Swithinbank because I refused to play football for him after he called me a poof, or the boys in the year above me who chased me and two friends round town calling us names and threatening to beat us up. Or are you just trying to make life difficult for my mother and other members of my family because we’re a little different.”
I watched Curry visibly shrink under Danni’s attack. “I’m not here to question you or your family’s right to be different.”
“What are you here for then?” Danni fired back.
“To check you are alright.”
“Think I’m a bit of all right do you, big boy?” I cringed as she said this but not as much as Mr Curry did. “Well do you?” she had he hand on her hip and was moving it up and down like Mae West. I half expected, ‘Never mind the six feet, let’s see about the seven inches.
“I think your behaviour is wholly inappropriate,” Curry said pointedly.
“I think you’re getting off on this and I’ve had enough of your stupid questions.” With that she turned and flounced back into the shop.
“I’m concerned by her–his behaviour.”
“That’s funny, I thought the same about yours which is why I videoed it on my phone.”
“I did nothing wrong.”
“That will be for my legal counsel and the local police to decide.”
“I beg your pardon.” He was looking very uncomfortable.
“I half expect you to put in a negative report and for either you to return with social services or the police. I also expect you to try and take Danni and my younger children into protective custody. If you do, I will sue you personally and then your employers until I bankrupt them. I will also sue the transphobic teacher at her old school.”
“You’re going to need a lot of money to do that,” he said almost smugly.
“You really don’t know who I am, do you?”
“Catherine Cameron, university lecturer.”
“Even that is wrong, in that role, I’m Dr Cathy Watts, in my domestic role I’m Catherine, the Lady Cameron, daughter in law of Lord Henry Cameron.”
“Yeah, so? I’m supposed to be intimidated am I?”
“No, I’m not trying to intimidate you, I’m just trying to help you avoid making a huge career mistake.”
“I don’t believe you, Mrs Lady Cameron or whatever.”
“Tell me Mr Curry, with which bank do you have an account?”
“That’s personal information.”
“I told you a lot of my personal information.”
“That’s different.”
“Is it now? You have no legal standing except as a charity, yet you expected me to assist you. I have similar expectations from you, or would you prefer I ask one of my legal team to find out?”
“That’s prying, you have no right.”
“But you do?”
“Yes, we have a need to protect children.”
“I have no problem with you protecting children who need it from those who physically, emotionally or sexually abuse children. Mine are none of them.”
“Your son’s behaviour was verging on lascivious.”
“And your questions were questionable.”
He looked at me trying to work out what I’d said. “I don’t think they were.”
“Fine, but I’ve just sent off the tape to my legal team.”
“You might have a title, which might also be fraudulently claimed, but I can’t believe you have a legal team, except the local solicitor and I suspect we’ll be able to deal with him.”
“We’ll see who’s correct won’t we.” Just them my phone peeped. It was Jason, yeah that Jason, the barrister.
“My favourite barrister is looking forward to meeting you–in court.”
“I’m just doing my job.”
“Funny, that’s what he usually says and he loves his job.”
Mr Curry looked extremely anxious. “Who are you then?”
“Me, a university lecturer–I count dormice.”
“So why all the threats?”
“I haven’t once threatened you, Mr Curry.”
“Okay, so who are you trying to warn me not to annoy?”
“I’m not even warning you.”
“Look stop pissing me about, who are you?”
“I told you, Lady Cameron, wife of Simon–which you should have known.”
“Simon Cameron?” he was trying to recall where he’d heard that name.
“And he works in a bank?”
“Oh yes.”
“And he’s got a title as well?”
“You’re getting warmer.”
“So he’s Sir Simon, or Lord Simon.”
“Very warm.”
“Lord Simon Cameron–oh shit–he owns the bank, doesn’t he?”
I smiled and nodded, “Extremely hot.” I smirked.
“You’re those Camerons, the bankers?”
I nodded.
“You’re father in law is about the richest man in Britain.”
“I’d say he was in the top one for that epithet.”
“So you do have access to a legal team?”
I nodded. “I can see why you’re so successful, Mr Curry, unfailing logic once you get sufficient information.”
“Don’t patronise me you stuck up bitch, I could still bring you down.”
“On what grounds–that I allowed a gender confused child a chance to explore gender roles under medical supervision?”
“You’ve a history of turning boys into girls, you need to be stopped.”
“Oh boy, now we’re coming to the point of this aren’t we, you and that rather idiotic games teacher are trying to get me for that. Well smile for the camera because I’ve just taped you again and this time I will be suing. I have nothing more to say to you Mr Curry, except I’d check your insurance policies to see if they’ll fund your day in court and pay expenses afterwards, because if I win, I’ll take your house and anything else you have. Good day, Mr Curry.”
“Wait,” he called after me.
“I’ve waited long enough Mr Curry, enjoy your last days in your job, I can’t see a respected institution like the HSPCC supporting such a transphobic rant as you just made.” I walked to my car and drove off before returning to the salon to speak with Danni and Julie.
Comments
Gosh !!!
i enjoyed that .... Talk about being shot down in flames, I almost felt sorry for Curry.... But you have to say he deserved every last word that was spoken to him, Arrogance such as he showed has no place in child protection.... Ever.
Kirri
Ouch!
Yep, they're still out there. Locked in their prejudiced, heterosexist notion of gender being a rigidly fixed binary. I don't suppose such individuals can escape their narrow parameters.
Strangely, their rigid preconceptions of gender being entirely binary only convinces me further that gender is essentially a cerebral issue not a physical one. They are locked completely into their gender perceptions by their overwhelmingly innate heterosexuality. They will be of moderate intelligence because they would not have the intellectual wherewithal to 'step outside' of their embedded condition and look inwards.
I'm afraid that such tedious bigots will be with us for many decades to come. I blame monotheist religions that attach greater weight to gender and sexuality than they do to compassion and generosity.
Still lovin' it Ang.
Thanks.
Bev.
Hugs.
Plonker
Slang for 'idiot' this side of the pond. Someone didn't do their homework - and it shows.
A great chapter, well thought out and well written.
S.
Indeed, It seems he might be best buds....
... with Mr. Swithinbank the P.E. teacher, who seems to believe he's better than everyone else, and he got all the information he had from that jumped little **** with delusions of grandure, and all because he doesn't like being told NO!
I make this leap of logic as Mr. Curry arrived less than 24 hours after Swithinbank's tirade to Cathy.
I can just hear the convesation between Curry and Swithinbank starts somthing like
great chapter Ang, can't wait for tomorrow's issue.
I Was Hoping That It Wouldn't Go That Way
... but it did. That poor, unfortunate, ignorant, bigotted twit. Wait until the coach gets his!
Portia
Poor Messrs. Curry and Swithinbank
I am referring to their future financial situations, although it pertains right now also. Its about time Cathy got into another legal battle. Ki feel no sorrow or pain for either of them. They got themselves into this, but betcha they can't get out of it. I doubt either of them could walk out the completely open side of a four sided barn with major assistance.
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
Female Hubris ?
Well, at times I get just as frustrated with the gov. Of course in America they can disappear you to Cuba if you get too upidy.
Gwendolyn
An attack requires complete planning
Curry didn't do his homework. He didn't know who he was going up against. Cathy could quote Bugs Bunny, "He don't know me vewy well, do he?" Let's see what happens when he feels his short hairs being pulled.
Great job, Ang.
Much Love,
Valerie R
Time...
... to let slip the dogs of financial war.
Thanks for today's episode.
Great goobly moobly
Go get them Cathy!!! I love to see uppity buttholes get handed their cojones especially when they got it coming to them. As for getting sent to Cuba??. I went there several times, the place really sucks, well, at least back in the 60's it did
Of course they are still out there.....
It will take a lot more than 1 generation of moderately tolerant people to ease the prejudice and confusion out of society. Here in 'The Colonies' if you travel through our southern states you will still see reminders of segregation in older buildings. That example is only one. Same sex marriage is more acceptable now than even 5 years ago.... The trans community is still the 'poor cousins' in the LGBT group and it will take more people being out and about and more change in society in order to bring it to a more acceptable way of life. The time is coming, but like desegregation, gay rights, and other things that still trip narrow-minded people up it will take the older generations to die off and the younger ones to continue to become more tolerant.
Oh!! I almost forgot.... Ang, I love the story.....I am so happy you are still writing it and bringing these topics up for venting and discussing!!
Hug,
Lisa Elizabeth
EAFOB 2163
WOW,
Talk about crash and burn. That homophobe will regret what he said. As for the games teacher, he won't be able to get a job cleaning a sewer with a brush. TG people have a champion in Lady Catherine Cameron, backed by her husband and dear daddy-in-law.
Way to go Cathy.
Really don't think Cathy needs to bring the bank into
These situations. The legal team and phone recordings should be enough.
Plus the complete history of medical referrals and supervision for her family.
Swithinbank?
Aren't we forgetting someone? What about the female police office who was with Andy? She could be the one behind this, just as much as the soccer coach(?), or perhaps they are both involved.
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
Messrs. Swithinbank and Curry
Are about to run head first into a large amount of rather fresh brown stuff expelled from a rotary oscillator at very high speeds. LMAO
It couldn't happen to a better pair, both of them are intransigent arseholes and bigots.
No idea if the female police officer is involved, I would think Andy would have spoken with her about tangling with the Camerons.