On my way to being an old lady. Rats.The howling mob is off the pier and heading for me ... and David ... my idiot brother ... has his finger up his a...s. Help me, David. You Turkey!The action started ... and it’s over ... seconds and there’s blood and body parts strewn from one of the beach to the other ... and David is still on the pier. Gee ... he looks astonished. If those guys had been real samurai, it would have been me scattered on the beach.“David, you needn’t looked so surprised,” I. George and Gavin were the youngest two farmersaround for miles, most of the others were late forties or in theirfifties with wives to match. Their wives spent most of there timearranging Church events, like Bring and Buy sales, coffee morning's etc.Me and Debbie had got ourselves into an altogether different routine.After morning housework we would meet up and play with Melissa and thenonce she had nodded of out would come an exercise video you know one ofthose Celebrity ones to tone and trim. “Yes, but you were implying it’s on the brink of destruction and could go at any moment,” Taz said.“It has to break some time, doesn’t it?” he asked.“Let’s talk about something else,” said Cyst, who was in charge of the ground phase of this particular operation. “Taz, my map is showing our friends approaching the top of the canyon ledge. Is this accurate?”“It’s accurate,” replied Taz, who was in charge of the overall operation. “Sensors are updating your maps in real time.”“So ... what do you. . don't want ... I don't think I could bear ... that you should go."There was a silence; a very long ... pregnant ... silence.Then, very gently and quietly, she said, "Why would you think I was going anywhere? Anywhere without you, that is?"It took a while for that to penetrate. "You're not leaving?"She shook her head, her eyes still on mine; I couldn't drag mine away."I ... thought ... as I won't be able to manage the boat for a month ... and you'd seen ... spoken to ... your baby's.