Whooop-dee-dooo.. what an afternoon WE had!
Back to the beginning, YOU all know that it is MY favourite place to begin telling a Tale.
Recently SHE turned out a large cupboard and found some photos that should have been together with other family photos.
One of the photos was of a Godmother, she is not a 'real' Godmother but she was married to Sydney Butterell who was one of HER Godfathers and when Sydney died, Simone, who has no family of her own, asked if she could take on the role.
She lives in Brunei, which was where she met and married Sydney, and for the longest time Simone was the French Consul, she is French.
Over the years since Sydney died, Simone and SHE have always kept in touch but when SHE saw the photo, SHE realised, that there had been no Christmas card this year from this lovely woman and no response to a card that SHE sent her last autumn.
Fast forward to this afternoon.. SHE was doing the 'dashing away' with old whoosh machine aka doing the ironing and getting mighty bored as it transpired that there was a lot more to do than WE had thought.
LBC 97.3 was on the radio, they talk, no Boogie music on this channel.. suddenly, SHE bent down and pulled the plug out of the socket, whistled for ME to come with HER and went to get iPad and to go online to look for the contact details of the Royal Brunei Embassy.
Zoom.. there were all the details needed, SHE picked up landline telephone (yes, WE still have one of these) and dialled the Brunei Consulate.
A recording gave HER all the options and SHE pressed number 4. A very pleasant young man's voice answered the telephone and SHE explained what SHE wanted to know and asked if he or the Consulate could help.
SHE gave HER name and the connection to
Simone, that she is the widow of Sydney etc, etc. that SHE was concerned as there had been no response or Christmas card this year from Brunei.
There was a slight intake of breathe at the other end and then the man laughed and said "I wonder what the odds are on this happening, for I know exactly who you are talking about, she coached me in French when I was taking an exam and she is a great friend of my mother, I do know that Simone is having slight problems with her memory.."
HELLO.. SHE spoke with a man who had known Simone since he was twelve, who now works for the Royal Brunei Embassy in London and who, apart from his mother, is probably the only person who knows Simone in England.
SHE gave him all HER contact details and asked him to pass a message through the Consulate onto HER lovely Godmother, he said that he would do that with much pleasure and that he would also tell his mother of this telephone call.
They said "Goodbye"..
SHE stood up, SHE had a grin on HER face from ear to ear, SHE went to the cd storage area and bent over looking at two of the racks, SHE pulled out a few, whistled for ME and WE went back in to the sitting room.
SHE plugged in whoosh machine, flipped a switch on the radio, put in a cd and reached up a hand, I stepped down just in time, only to be zoomed upside down and to have MY ears filled with the loudest noise.
Now YOU know that all self respecting girls lurve to Boogie, especially when they find people who have gone awol, also when a girl is as happy as this, who wants to listen to a talk show?
So there was no more talk show (however good), for now what was a'filling MY ears (and probably all the neighbours as well) was.. Boogie Music!
What are the odds Dear Readers and he was only standing in on telephone duty because a colleague was off. Coincidence.. Fate.. Who cares.. For..
Yeah.. WE found Datim Simone today..
GeeGee Parrot.
February 19th, 2014.
Back to the beginning, YOU all know that it is MY favourite place to begin telling a Tale.
Recently SHE turned out a large cupboard and found some photos that should have been together with other family photos.
One of the photos was of a Godmother, she is not a 'real' Godmother but she was married to Sydney Butterell who was one of HER Godfathers and when Sydney died, Simone, who has no family of her own, asked if she could take on the role.
She lives in Brunei, which was where she met and married Sydney, and for the longest time Simone was the French Consul, she is French.
Over the years since Sydney died, Simone and SHE have always kept in touch but when SHE saw the photo, SHE realised, that there had been no Christmas card this year from this lovely woman and no response to a card that SHE sent her last autumn.
Fast forward to this afternoon.. SHE was doing the 'dashing away' with old whoosh machine aka doing the ironing and getting mighty bored as it transpired that there was a lot more to do than WE had thought.
LBC 97.3 was on the radio, they talk, no Boogie music on this channel.. suddenly, SHE bent down and pulled the plug out of the socket, whistled for ME to come with HER and went to get iPad and to go online to look for the contact details of the Royal Brunei Embassy.
Zoom.. there were all the details needed, SHE picked up landline telephone (yes, WE still have one of these) and dialled the Brunei Consulate.
A recording gave HER all the options and SHE pressed number 4. A very pleasant young man's voice answered the telephone and SHE explained what SHE wanted to know and asked if he or the Consulate could help.
SHE gave HER name and the connection to
Simone, that she is the widow of Sydney etc, etc. that SHE was concerned as there had been no response or Christmas card this year from Brunei.
There was a slight intake of breathe at the other end and then the man laughed and said "I wonder what the odds are on this happening, for I know exactly who you are talking about, she coached me in French when I was taking an exam and she is a great friend of my mother, I do know that Simone is having slight problems with her memory.."
HELLO.. SHE spoke with a man who had known Simone since he was twelve, who now works for the Royal Brunei Embassy in London and who, apart from his mother, is probably the only person who knows Simone in England.
SHE gave him all HER contact details and asked him to pass a message through the Consulate onto HER lovely Godmother, he said that he would do that with much pleasure and that he would also tell his mother of this telephone call.
They said "Goodbye"..
SHE stood up, SHE had a grin on HER face from ear to ear, SHE went to the cd storage area and bent over looking at two of the racks, SHE pulled out a few, whistled for ME and WE went back in to the sitting room.
SHE plugged in whoosh machine, flipped a switch on the radio, put in a cd and reached up a hand, I stepped down just in time, only to be zoomed upside down and to have MY ears filled with the loudest noise.
Now YOU know that all self respecting girls lurve to Boogie, especially when they find people who have gone awol, also when a girl is as happy as this, who wants to listen to a talk show?
So there was no more talk show (however good), for now what was a'filling MY ears (and probably all the neighbours as well) was.. Boogie Music!
What are the odds Dear Readers and he was only standing in on telephone duty because a colleague was off. Coincidence.. Fate.. Who cares.. For..
Yeah.. WE found Datim Simone today..
GeeGee Parrot.
February 19th, 2014.
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