“Hopefully, I was a pretty picture, sitting on that bench. He'd had seen a woman, a shade over 5 feet tall, willowy in stature, long copper hair loo...ing soft and silky, seeming to flow in the light breeze. As he got closer, he'd have seen, if he was looking closely, that my eyes were a cheerful meadow green. Of course, since then, since he's seen my differing moods, my eyes sometime morph from that tranquil green to the colour of the sea during a storm, sullen lead-green and filled with rage –. "You got that right, Fred," I agreed. Later that afternoon, the rain was still coming down in a steady drizzle, and I had managed to get the cable pulled into the big cabin on the point, and I was glad to be someplace dry and warm. This cabin was going to have a bunch of outlets, and I needed to wire up a hub somewhere inconspicuous. I had found a place under the bar by the kitchen where it would fit nicely, but I was going to have to install it by laying flat on my back with my head and. She wasn’t going to leave it alone.‘That’s ridiculous. You can’t make it up to me like that! You think because you took a caning from the Headmistress, that makes it alright with me? That I should be grateful? I don’t think so. Let me tell you about that plate. It was very special. It was an award to my mum for hockey that she got when she went to school. I brought it in for a show-and-tell at hockey practice. My mum didn’t want me to bring it, but I insisted – stupid me!‘That plate is still. How long is a piece of string?" Stuart said rhetorically. "It's kind of complicated." Listen kid, I woke up with tits this morning in a house I'd never seen before, I have a job I wouldn't know the first thing about and to top it all off, I discovered that I am a mother to two children. Don't talk to me about complicated." Okay, okay. Calm down a little. I don't know everything but I can take an educated guess." I'm waiting." You ended up in Hong Kong and stumbled across a little old lady.