March Stephenson

Chapter 55

March Stephenson

Maxieplus

It was a half hour later that Ethan, March with dad in tow came back, between the three of them they had seven good-sized fish. March smiled and then took Mason while Faith made some coffee.

"Lunch in twenty minutes boys, and Ethan go shower and change please." She ordered.

"Yes mum, right away, did he ask?"

"Yes, but he is yet to ask you."

They both looked at Hank and he went quite a nice shade of pink.

"How the hell did you know?" He yelled.

"Tom talks to us, you don't," Ethan screamed laughing then went towards the bedroom. I worded March up and he smiled at Hank who then left to wash up before he had to answer any more difficult questions. He should feel he can say anything to Faith and Ethan by now.

"You look lovely today Faith, new dress?" I said.

"Not this old thing Nicky, I've had it for ages. Help me with the peas please." Her first lie, I know she went to the city to buy it.

Mason tried to help with them, he loves peas and chewed on a few as his father tried to distract him.

"Come on bubs, show me the horses," Dad said.

He shook his head sideways and said.

"No, Hank."

"I suppose I will help with the beans then."

"Already done Lance, how about you go and wash up too?"

He was out of there within seconds, my son was tailing him, I think he's going to show him how to do it.

"March how are you feeling?" She asked.

"Well apart from everything that has gone on these past weeks I am pretty damn good."

"No side effects?"

"None at all Faith." He smiled.

"Now lunch, Nicky can you help me, March go do your hands?" She zapped the peas in the microwave, something new she had learned at the restaurant I suppose.

"Help is on the way." I laughed. I knew March would have washed up before he entered the house.

Dad and Hank came back just as everything had been placed on the table.

The talk was mostly about the new home and where it's going to be situated, a few disagreements between Ethan and Hank were smoothed out and by the end of our visit, I think Ethan was going to build it. He didn't say in so many words but I got the feeling he was a bit in awe of Tom, he respected him and liked him.

I tucked the scones into my backpack along with the takeaways that Faith had given us, dad went out the back and collected the fish and we said our goodbyes.

Back at home I stored all the food away and March made coffee, we sat on the back porch while Mase napped in my lap.

He was looking through the local page and smiling.

"What's up?"

"Some folks are organizing a street party, like a town carnival by the looks of it"

"That sounds nice March, maybe some drag racing."

"Too dangerous Nicky, a fun run is okay, but hoons in their hotted-up cars won't be allowed, I'm sure of it."

"I mean a drag race, you know everyone dressed in drag."

"I don't think I could do that Nicky."

"You can't run either, so better not enter." He dismissed my comment.

"It will be a good day for the town."

Mase woke up and lay there for a few minutes then he lifted his head to see where Sunny was, he stared into my eyes and smiled.

"Did you sleep well baby?'

"Yes, daddy,"

"Good." I kissed him.

March was a bit bored so he started sweeping the porch, then he put away some tools he had been working with while Mase and Sunny watched some TV. I was going to put food in the oven but surprisingly March asked if we could have scones instead, so I made up some dipping gravy and we ate that. I didn't care either way, I was still stuffed from lunch.

I cruised the local page while Mase had his bath with his dad and then it was lights out for the four of us. Going to the farm is always a full day but I do love Faith and Ethan and enjoy their company.

The next morning was all go, we felt a bit lighter and March had cars coming in so he was eager to get started on them. May and Jason with bubs were sitting in the sun outside the cafe and I could see Rose and Mum serving some early morning customers. I said good morning to my guys and gals then went across to see them all. March was standing at the roller door waiting for the first of six cars to arrive, two beautiful Chevrolet saloons. He had told me they would be picked up this afternoon and two more would be dropped off.

Mason was more than interested in the large beasts he wasn't interested in any good morning talk so I put him down and took little Rosie, the last I saw of him he was playing with Sunny under the table.

"Nicky! get here." March yelled.

I walked across the road and faced him.

"Yes, husband?"

"Can you explain why our son is here and not with you?"

"He is under the table playing with Sunny."

"He's over there with dad." He pointed to my animated son and my stomach churned, we are so lucky there isn't much traffic on our main street.

"Oh my God." I gasped.

"Yes, oh my God."

He didn't say anything else and I was grateful I didn't get balled out for being slack. I went to see if he was all right but his giggles warmed me and I had better be more vigilant in the future. March took his hand and started to go back to the cafe, Mason resisted and he screamed.

"No daddy!"

"I guess he's with you this morning, can I stick him in his chair?"

"Yes Nicky, I can watch him."

It wasn't a dig at me that was just March. I looked at dad and he winked so I guess he worded March up on blaming me.

I kissed Mase and went back to my coffee.

"Did he ball you out?"

"No May, he's being civilised at the moment."

"I didn't even see him leave, he's so quick."

"I will have to watch him closer from now on. I don't want to harness him that's cruel."

"We had all better be more aware Nicky,"

It had unnerved me to the point I grabbed Sunny and walked across the road with him. Mase is safer left with March although I always worry about all the items in his garage that can harm him, if he accidentally touches anything.

Sunny headed for his chair and I went into the gym.

I put a load of washing on and cleaned out the toilets and showers then I opened the shed door and broke. I cried for some time, then put a stop to it. The door opened and March poked his head in, he closed it behind himself and took me in his arms.

"It could happen to anyone Nicky, even me. Don't get so obsessed with it that you have to hide away, everything is okay and to tell you the truth, he told me when I talked to him he looked left then right before he crossed the road.

"So it took him a while to cross over, thank god there's hardly any traffic on the roads and thank god again he listens to us."

I started blubbering again and he held me tighter. After a few minutes, I patted his chest and thanked him for not balling me out, but it could have turned out differently.

There was no sex and no groping just warmth. I heard the washer bleep then I went to hang the clothes out. I had to go and see Brenda today for some reason, she wouldn't tell me on the phone so I was virtually summoned to her offices. I splashed my face and messed my hair then I went to see March to let him know where I would be, then I started walking up the street.

"You had a mishap this morning Nicky?"

"How do you know?'

She wiggled her phone at me.

"My stupid mistake, I didn't think for one minute he would try that. I thought Sunny would warn me."

"My greatest fear Nicky, but we can't keep our eyes on them all the time, and they are so quick at that age."

"It shouldn't have happened Brenda, it only took a moment."

"That's all it takes, so don't beat yourself up over it, he's fine and how is March?"

"Trying not to berate me I think, he understands, but I'm ready for any argument we will have in private."

"Don't dwell on it, if I know March Stephenson not another word will be said."

"You are probably right, now what do you want to see me about?"

"Blackmail."

"Do tell." I am all ears. She stood up and went to a cupboard along one wall, she opened it and took out a small black box.

"This is what I want to talk to you about." She passed it over and I opened it, staring back at me was a gold medal seated in royal blue velvet with a red ribbon attached to it. I picked it up and read it, Australian Bravery Medal.

"It was awarded to March Stephenson three weeks ago at the annual ceremony in Canberra. Because March was ill around that time, it was decided I was to present it to him when he recovered. I have talked my head off trying to convince them he wouldn't want it, which they already knew. The problem is the PM has decided otherwise. How do I get this to March without making a big fuss over it?"

"Is this ongoing from the fires in New South Wales?"

"Yes, there is more paperwork I have to sign and send in, they are blackmailing me to get it done. The award was recommended by the Australian National Council, they deal with the fire authorities throughout the country."

"Does he have to sign for it?"

"And there lies my problem."

I looked at the shiny medal again and yes, March is well deserving of this medal. I also think Brenda is passing the buck to me.

"Mase has play school tomorrow maybe you could call by, pin it on his overalls then get him to sign, without a big fuss."

"He will ball me out."

"Are you scared of March Stephenson, my God where did our Brenda go?

and where have you hidden her?"

She laughed.

"I have already told him he may get a medal for his bravery in the future, he went red and gave me such a stare. I didn't want to bleed it."

"Oh that stare, that's his. I don't want to do it stare but if you insist I will take it and put it in the bottom drawer. You are the only person in town who could pull it off, and if you are lucky you may get a bum rub in while you're at it."

"Can you take the pic, I need evidence?"

"That's pushing the envelope, but I will try." I grinned. I like negotiating with Brenda she and I are basically on the same level when it comes to March.

I put the medal back into the box and stood up. I hugged her and said.

"Shall we say around ten?"

"Ten it is then." She wasn't too sure about it, and I will do what I always do, I will talk to March about it tonight, he will see my reasoning

, and I also had an evil thought going around in my head.

I walked back to work, it was almost lunchtime and March, Sunny, and Mase were sitting with May outside the cafe.

"We waited for you Nicky."

"Thank you March, the roast would be nice."

"Do we still have Faiths in the fridge?"

"As you well know March Stephenson, they are for tonight." He only said that because of May, she sat upright and said.

"Jason and I are having Chinese food tonight, so I will have the roast too Nicky." She smiled at March who was rearranging his luncheon menu.

"I will have the curry Nick, otherwise I will get all roasted out. What did Brenda want?"

"She has to pass the bravery award onto you, and get a photo of it being done. You will have to sign for it."

"When?"

"At the library tomorrow morning, there will only be the four of us, Louise can take the photo."

"And that will be the end of it?"

"Yes baby, she only needs your signature and a photo proof of delivery. She's being blackmailed into doing it by the PM."

"Poor Brenda she does try, she has asked me about it a couple of times, Nicky do I intimidate people?"

"No March, your adorable when faced with forceful women."

"Lucky my sister isn't like that." His lips turned up and he looked at May.

"I'm coming too."

"Coming where?"

"To the medal ceremony, MUM!"

She was off that seat and in talking to Rose and mum in an instant, March followed her and that was when another big argument started.

"Stay out of my business May Beth Stephenson." I heard him shout.

I sat with my son and laughed my head off at them.

It was eventually decided that mum, dad, May and Jason would come with us but no one else.

'Expect a crowd.' Was the message I sent to Brenda.

'No, really?'

'Wimp.' I sent back, then I posted something to the local page.

At home I placed the roasts into the oven while March stripped Mason, they were both naked by the time I dropped my shorts, then we three walked with Sunny to the hot tub. A lot of swishing tonight and a lot of kisses and cuddles, March was still in a clingy mood but I didn't blame him. He leaned back and pulled me in then he told me again, he was the luckiest man in the world. He then wanted my input on how to make Mason safer, like did I feel May should place barriers around her outside seating area.

"He likes talking to the passer byes March, if we close him in he may get antsy and make it his mission to escape our clutches."

"Then we watch him closely, maybe tie a piece of string around his ankle."

"That's not the answer March, he may get it twisted and fall on his face."

"Any ideas?"

"Some."

"Tell me, I have been waiting."

I giggled as he leaned back.

"Toddler alert, it's a device that hangs around his neck and we can set it at a certain distance from our table, it will alert a home base gizmo. Or I can watch him more."

"I will make signs up that say watch the baby, or baby in the area be alert. Something like that."

"Or I could watch him closer."

"Or you can watch him closer." He smiled to himself, I think he got his point across.

"And you."

"Me?"

"Yes you, there is no one else around is there?" It was time to eat again, so I climbed out of the tub, and dried our son, then he wanted to go nude running tonight, so I lit the oven then put some veggies on the cooktop.

Mase was sitting on the sofa with his mate and March had just slipped his shorts on, he's going commando tonight. The pre-lovemaking dance started about then, as he bent over the oven to see if the meals were cooking then he lifted his leg onto a chair and pretended he was looking for something in the distance.

I walked around the table and gave him a good feel, he likes me to do that.

"This medal thing Nicky, promise me there won't be a crowd there."

"There won't be, Brenda is going to give it to you at the library, Louise, May, Jason, Mum and dad, and me. That's it no more, and it will only take seconds."

"I see."

He picked his phone up and started reading the local page, I heard a groan so I looked myself.

'A certain hunky local identity is receiving a bravery medal tomorrow at the library. Please, no fuss, this is a closed family ceremony' The poster was anonymous. That will bring the town folk out, and there is no guessing who is going to receive it, all the comments mentioned March Stephenson.

"Sorry, I don't know who posted it."

"Doesn't matter now, when it's over it's over Nicky."

"You good to go?"

"Yes baby, is the food ready I'm hungry."

"Coming up."

He was nervous in the morning and changed shorts three times then he picked out the best overalls he had. His hair was perfect and he shaved just in case, although I do love the three-day growth look on him. I thought the marathon love-making session we had last night would calm him down, but I am going to have to fix him up again before he leaves for work.

Leftovers for breakfast, he made a sandwich out of the leftover meat gravy and veggies, Mason sat with him and cleaned up the rest. I had my normal scone with gravy so no egg and bacon rolls today.

I ran to work and Mason laughed his way throughout the journey. I had stopped to show him a Kangaroo that had strayed out of the bush, we rarely see them up in the hills, they are usually on the plains. Mase talked to him from a distance and I will find some pictures later on so he can see one close-up. March sat in the car behind us he was watching the encounter I could see him smiling.

May was dressed up and little Rosie's arms were going at fifty miles an hour because she heard March's voice. He picked her up and started kissing her, she smiled. I tied Sunny up and took Mason, no, May's taken him off me.

She started talking to him and Rose came out, I said we already had a big breakfast, but March ordered a breakfast burger.

"Who wrote that post May?"

"It wasn't me Nicky, I have no idea." She cuddled Mase.

"I hope the town doesn't turn up, he will get upset."

"I doubt they will Nick, it did say it was a family affair."

"Is Jason coming?"

"Yes, he's still sleeping, although miss Rosie slept soundly last night he still got up to watch her. He's going to be a wonderful dad."

"He will be very dedicated." I smiled at her.

Mason started talking about play school, March's burger arrived and I got my niece to cuddle at long last. The lip dropped five minutes later when Jason came out, she had heard his voice so she wanted him now. I enjoyed my short time with her and was happy he said he had to go to the wellness centre, but sad he walked across the road with bubs in his arms. We had another hour before we had to be at the Library, so I made sure Mase was well looked after and went to check the toilets and showers. I put two loads of washing on and will hang it out when I get back.

Sunny will come with us because March insisted all the family should be there, the other little ones loved him being around too.

May, Jason, mum and dad walked with us up the street, I did notice there was an unusual amount of traffic in town today, the supermarket car park was full.

Louise was as usual her pleasant loving self and Mason ran to hug his best friends, they played with Sunny who only wanted to lick everyone much to the kids delight.

"March, I believe Brenda is coming here to give you an award?"

"Yes Louise, but I don't want it, I will probably throw it in a drawer somewhere."

"March Stephenson, there is no way you are going to hide this medal away, Nicky make sure he frames it and hangs it on the wall."

I heard Brenda say, she was dressed in her full mayoral regalia as she walked into the playroom, with her cronies from the council. March's eyes lit up and he said.

"Nicky can do what he wants with it Brenda, no fuss."

"Now it's too small in here to do this, follow me into the town hall." It was an order, not a request.

The Library is attached to the old town hall, so all we had to do was walk through a hallway into the large reception room, stage and all.

When we emerged March froze. Seating had been erected and it looked like the whole town was sitting in the hall, the clapping started about then. A standing ovation for March Stephenson, and I am not biased, it was well deserved.

"Nicky, I didn't want all this, what do I do?"

He was pushed on stage while we all took our seats, his face was beetroot red, but even in that state, he looked so adorable. Brenda gave a speech on behalf of the government while he sat and fidgeted with his overalls. She talked about the award and then on behalf of the town she talked about the fire. The applause was deafening and most of the town stood and roared with accolades.

She made March stand and then she pinned the medal on his work clothes. She then invited him to say a few words, of course, it was all being filmed I saw news crews up the back.

"So much for keeping everything low key Nicky," May whispered.

"He's not happy it's been made so public May, did you leak the news on the local site?"

"No, but I know who did."

"Who?"

"You." I blushed. She knew straight away it was me. March needed a push now and then, and this award was so important it would be criminal if it wasn't shared with the town, especially the boys whose lives he saved.

March took the microphone.

"I didn't want this, I only did what everyone else in this town would have done, my only claim to fame was, I was there in the moment. Any one of you would have done the same. Thank you Brenda thank you government and thank you to all my friends in our town. I am very humbled today and so not deserving of this medal." More clapping and Brenda walked back to the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen I give you the new face of Australia's Volunteer Fire fighting organisation, March Stephenson. With that the big curtains behind her opened and a huge poster of March appeared. It wasn't his normal hunk photo, it was the one taken at the farm fire, and it summed up what every fiery goes through in every situation. March looked at me and I could see the emotion in his eyes he was trying not to cry, so he took the microphone off Brenda and said.

"Now my first order of business, who leaked this medal thing on the local page, fess up May Stephenson, I know it was you?"

All eyes in the place turned on me, I now knew how he felt and shrunk back into my seat.

"Nicky?"

"It was Nicky March, not me." May screamed laughing.

"Right, Mr. Stephenson I want a word with you." He pointed to me, and I stood up and ran. When going out the main door I could still hear the laughing. I turned up the street then I heard.

"Come here!"

Looking over my shoulder I spied March Stephenson running behind me, I ran faster.

I had no idea where I was going but I figured the Gym was a great place to start. When I neared the shop I looked again, he had nearly caught up with me, how the hell did he do that?

I ran through the workshop and into the shed then leaned up against the door so he couldn't get to me. He was only moments behind, and when he arrived I yelled.

"I thought you said you couldn't run."

"I said I could sprint, really good."

"Sorry March, but I thought it would have gone better if everyone knew."

"Let me in."

"No!"

"Let me in or by God, I will smash this door down." I slumped and stood up, the door creaked open. The lovemaking was awesome as he kissed every part of my body, there was not a place he didn't touch. I think sprinting turns him on.

When we settled down again, I apologised to him properly, giving him all the reasons why I did it. He didn't care in the end and thought we had better go back and see if the town folk were still there. As we walked hand in hand up the street we saw a big party going on outside the hall. Sausage sizzle drinks and face painting, with a band thrown in, a celebration of the town's much-loved son.

"Did you give him one for me Stephenson?" Jack yelled out.

"I sure did loser," March yelled back.

Nudge, and his boys laughed they were cooking up a storm and March was hungry again.

"Where's Mason?"

"With your mum somewhere Nicky, you did well today." Ron shook my hand.

I curtsied and replied.

"I do my best." Then I went in search of my son.

Faith had him and was sitting on the public bench with Ethan and Tom, he squealed and his arms shot out. I kissed him endlessly and he did the same to me, then he wanted his other daddy who was right behind me. I hope this isn't the new norm for me, I'm getting the feeling even the kids don't want me looking after them.

March was whisked away and the last I saw of him he was being interviewed by a news crew. Faith took my hand and said.

"You did well today my friend."

"Thank you, lovely lady, new dress it looks nice?"

"Old one."

"Sure it is," I smirked.

Tom was staring at me.

"What's up?"

"I am in two minds Nicky, tell me again. Whose town is this, March Stephensons or yours?"

I grinned and wiggled my eyebrows.

The party went into the night, we left around six because Mason needed to be bathed and put to bed he's had a big day.

March hugged me again then he went to shower, I guess he wants another award gift tonight. I looked at the local page and hundreds of photos had been posted of the celebration, many of March some of me, and plenty of Brenda all dolled up in her gold chains. I showered after March then we both bathed Mason and got him ready for bed.

I made up his milk and he chilled in front of the TV with his mate while March looked at the page.

"Come with me Nicky."

He took my hand and walked into the office, he opened his secret safe and placed the medal into it.

"It stays here, I don't want it hanging on the wall please don't do that."

"Okay March, I won't do it. It is all up to you anyway and I don't mind because I know where it is. I understand."

"Good," He smiled then closed his secret stash up again.

"Daddy!" Mason screamed, so we rushed out to see what was up.

He was pointing to the TV screen and as large as life his daddy was being interviewed. I heard him groan then we both sat down to watch what was left of it. March Stephenson didn't talk about himself, he talked about his friends and his town. He mentioned a few times that I was his rock and his son was the love of his life.

It was a great talk, and full of things a true leader would say. I knew he had it in him, he just needed someone to bring it to the forefront.

The farm photo was featured and it will be hung in every fire station in the state and will be front and centre of a fire awareness campaign that will start before the next fire season. Mason kissed him and he hugged both of us, I know he knows he has done a good thing by not going on about the ceremony.

I couldn't imagine my life without March Stephenson, and I envisaged many more fun times with him and our son. And yes Tom you are right this is my town, it has been mine since mum and dad drove me up to gran's place to convalesce. I fell in love with the town first, then March Stephenson, and I will forever be grateful to my friends who made me feel so welcome

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The next day was like any other day, Mason was on the sofa in front of the TV and March was filling his face with some bacon and eggs. He was reading the comments on the local page and laughing. I emptied Mase's bag and refilled his snack box, he will add some toys before he leaves.

"More cars today?" I looked at March.

"Yes Nicky, two more to come, two to go."

"Has there been any word on the Rick Conners night?"

"May was organising that, ask her when you get to work."

I will do that because I think we need a small holiday just to regroup and energise again.

When we arrived I did the gym then went across the road to talk to May.

Little Rosie was asleep and Mason gently kissed her on the cheek then he wanted some of his nana's eggs. I grabbed a roll and ordered a soft egg and soldiers for my son. He did eat some of his toast at home but he prefers mum's eggs to mine.

"Now Rock Conners show." I looked at May.

"Dr Mike is organising it, he said he was told there have been a lot of inquiries from the town folk and is trying to coordinate a night with the venue."

"So the whole town is coming?"

"A lot of our friends want to be there."

"How's Jason?"

"He's good Nicky, he is at the other centre today missy was restless earlier she sensed he wasn't around." I giggled.

"He's so baby whipped May a bit like March with Mason."

"I see the toy shop has some new items in their window this morning."

"Do tell."

"Little electric cars."

"March would love one of those."

"I doubt he would get to sit in one, they are small."

"I had better not buy him one, his first car should come from his dad."

"And what are you, the poor uncle?"

"I get your point but I think I will look at them with March. He can ride it around the back yard I think it's too dangerous to be hooning around in the garage."

"He can block the doors off and there's only the pit but he usually has cars over it."

"What kind are they?"

"I saw a Jeep and a VW she may have others."

"Watch Mase will you, I won't be a minute." I walked up to the toy shop and looked in the window, yes the Jeep was right up his alley the other one wasn't all that alluring and it was bright pink. I couldn't see any others when I put my nose to the window.

Mase was deep into his eggs when I came back, and March had arrived. He had a roll in his hand and was talking to May about yesterday.

"I spent all last night reading comments, did you go to the fire brigade website, that photo of you is everywhere," March looked at his phone.

"I didn't want this, now my photo is all over the place I hope the Hollywood producers don't come here." he grinned.

"Don't worry husband, leave them to me." I grinned back.

"Which one did you decide on Nicky?"

"Which one what?"

"The little cars, are they nice?" May laughed.

"The Jeep March, it's got a seatbelt, I don't know if she has more out the back I couldn't see."

"We can pick one up on the way back from the library."

He was texting someone and smiling.

"What's up?"

"I just told Nancy to put a sold sign on the Jeep."

"Did she have any others?"

"I didn't ask, I like Jeeps."

Mum came out and Rose was busy serving some coffee customers, she won't be far behind.

"March, it was a wonderful day yesterday how are you coping?"

"Ok mum, it's all over now and the medal is in the safe."

"Not putting it on the wall?"

"What do you think?"

"I guess not." She giggled.

I won't do that for him, it's okay where it is and maybe someday his son would like to have it. Mason was getting restless and Sunny was saying goodbye to him, he knew he would lose his buddy for the next two hours and he waits patiently with me, or with March in the workshop. We walked up to the Library which took ages today because the street was busy and people wanted to congratulate March. He took it all in his stride and was very gracious as he shook hands and received his lustful looks from some ladies. While he was doing that I went in to talk to Nancy. The Jeep had a sold sign on it and she didn't have any more stock, she was just testing how popular they would be around town. I told her we would pick it up on the way back then I paid for it. I was surprised how reasonable it was, so when I left she was starting to pack it back into its box.

"How much was it Nicky?"

"Not a lot actually, I have paid for it."

"I will give you half."

"If you want, but it's not expensive."

We dropped our son off and he started greeting his mates who were always glad to see him. The toys were unloaded and they all started playing.

"Big day yesterday March and Nicky, it was a great day for the town."

"Yes it was, did you stay until it all finished?"

"No, but I did hear it was packed up around ten."

"Well it was a huge day," I said.

We kissed our son and started walking back to the shop, Nancy greeted us with a smile.

"Now March this one comes with a toolbox, it also has a small shovel in case he gets bogged. The battery life is a few hours and I have tested all the lights they all work. Be careful with him trying to take it on the road, some kids can't help themselves."

"We will Nancy, and thank you."

"Thank you both for buying it."

We left with the big carton on March's shoulder, we should have brought the car with us. It was placed on the table outside Mays, and dad and March set about assembling it, it was also plugged in to charge it up.

By the way the men were looking at it I thought they might have tried to ride it, but no chance of that, they are much too big.

It was placed in the workshop and covered up with a sheet, I can't wait to see his face when he gets it.

I hung some washing out and watched the clients in the wellness centre go through some exercise with Julie, then I went to watch my boys.

I finished off the emails and accounts, then I went across the road for a coffee.

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