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That night, while our household slept fitfully, there was a menacing shadow across our happy home.    Mary, aroused from her sick bed, began to fear the worst. Cold and alone, (Alistair tactfully moving out),  she bravely crept up to our sleeping chamber:   “Master Paul!  I beg you to wake!” “Now Mary”, I said groggily, “WeContinue reading “EPISODE SIX”

  Sadly, Mary’s worst fears were  confirmed, and she was confined to bed  And so, not only did Alistair have to diagnose Mary and break the sad news to her,  he also had to explain about his hasty engagement with the fresh, young, one-armed milkmaiden downstairs in Mary’s kitchen!  One that he didn’t even have to marry! Continue reading “EPISODE FIVE”

Needless to say, Lavinia turned up her nose at Lord Posh’s proposal.  She had no desire to go childrearing in some draughty estate in the middle of nowhere.   The old boy took it right on the chin, being a decent sort and that.  But despite his gusto, I could see his loneliness, so I invitedContinue reading “EPISODE FOUR”

Please excuse me talking to you from my dressing-room.  Playing at some wretched venue in Greenwich.  Nothing but bookings at the moment.  The 02 beckons, what!  Excuse Fang, my new dog by the way, he’s just there in case some of those fans get a bit close!  Meanwhile, Marjorie did not know whether to beContinue reading “EPISODE THREE”

Meanwhile, Lavinia, now tag-free, watches “her” Alastiar from under her long lashes: And She pounces on him one day, when he goes to wash his hands after a kitten delivery.  Mary being out at the post office, and Mrs Slag bathing the children   “Alastair!”, she cried, “You belong to me!  Why did you go offContinue reading “EPISODE TWO”

Our First Christmas in our new reduced circumstances was pretty grim Despite Mary’s temptingChristmas cake! My wife Marjorie and I are struggling to make the best of a fragile marriage, but something (or someone) always seems to come between us….. Can’t think why…..  Meanwhile, Lavinia seems to have got on her feet a bit moreContinue reading “Life With The Amanda Ann Family Series Two”

There is much tension in the Amanda Ann drawing room tonight.    Paul began to yearn for the E! ChannelHowever, the next day, when Paul went out for a kebab, there came an unannounced visitor:  “Marjorie, my love ” Alistair choked “I can no longer wait.  I have packed your bag, as I cannot live withoutContinue reading “Part Nine”

I didn’t want to tangle with Mary at all.  But I got lonely after Marjorie went off to Italy, and with Lavinia being so young, I would often talk to Mary in the late hours: I told her things I’d never told anyone“Yawn!” she’d reply Then one night, she interupted me:  “Sir, can we notContinue reading “Part Eight”

Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, Mary’s father disapproves of his daughter’s childrearing.  Regardless of their parentage.  Their family were simple serving folk, not decadent like them “Upstairs” However, they were his grandchildren, and he decided to talk with that high-and-mighty Paul upstairs.  Paul, always pleased to see retired servants from his old father’s old estate,Continue reading “Part Seven”

Marjorie was brought round from her fainting fit, and faces her old love:  “Oh Alistair”, she breathes, “Why have you come?”  “I have never gotten over you, Marjorie (from the old days)”“I’ve not stopped searching for you.”“But what about your country surgery?”“I’ve given that all up.  I’m now a GP in London!” “Whatever for?”, MajorieContinue reading “Part Six”