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This page contains most of the content from the main 'story line' characters. It is designed to allow an easy way of keeping up with the story on slow connections (or for reading later). It is, of course, no substitute for the real thing!

Shirley

John, is that you, love?  How is he this afternoon?  Sorry I left, I just had to have five minutes.  Felt completely knackered.  I'm just about to head down as soon as I....Oh, I'm ever so sorry--I thought you were, well, never mind. I'm that distracted today; wouldn't recognise you if you were me own Mum. Martin's in hospital, you see.  He's not at all well, I can see that for myself. They don't know what it is. He woke up yesterday morning and said "Shirley, I don't feel right. I think I need to see a doctor." Hasn't seen one in twenty years. They're keeping him for tests...Sorry to run, but I really must be going.


Simon And Ann

To: Rev. Banks
From: Simon

Ann's getting a bit worried about the wedding. We agreed to do it this year, but everyone's fussing about how long things take to organise. Personally I don't understand it. People, cake, flowers, a bunch of funny looking fruit and cheese things on sticks and you're done. Evidently the flower person needs a preliminary meeting! Ann wants me to go along, though since my total thoughts on the matter are, yes, we do want flowers, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to contribute!

Sorry, not your problem.

So how about December 11? Gives everyone plenty of time and all that, and I'm sure the church is free at that time of the year.

Let me know.

Simon.


To: Simon
From: Rev. Banks

Pleased to get your note. The 11th of December is indeed free, being as it is, a Tuesday. We do, in fact, have surprisingly few mid-week weddings in December.

Have you discussed this with Ann? Communication can be an issue with couples and weddings especially can be stressful events. I'll pencil you in for the 11th but Iíll wait for final word of confirmation.

Keep in touch and let me know if I can be of help to you both.

Rev. Banks


To: Simon Tinsley, Executive Director, Stoney Grove Trust
From: Philip Porkridge, Chief Accountant, Stoney Grove Trust

Don't get mad, this isn't business.

I was just thinking about my best man speech. Now I want to mix in a few surprises, a few little embarrassing anecdotes from the past, just the right mix of naughty and funny, but I didn't want to upset Ann. So I guess I was wondering if Jackie was off-limits. I mean there are some great stories - when I was thinking about that party with the mop I nearly fell of my chair.

But maybe I shouldn't go there? What do you think?

Phil, Chief Boring Person


To: Phil Porkridge, Chief Accountant, Stoney Grove Trust
From: Simon Tinsley, Executive Director, Stoney Grove Trust

Don't Go There

Simon


To: Ann
From: TheSimmons

Dear Ann

Your Dad took a tumble the other day. On the stock market I mean, though, even with the cost of health care, a bone would have been less painful than the damage to our bank account. He's been investing in the technology stocks (Simon's advice!), and the falling prices caught him out. Not that we're suddenly broke you understand, but we may have to tighten our belts for a while. It was a good thing in some ways, he was getting addicted, watching the prices, itís just like gambling. Anyway I don't want to keep bothering you but let us know the dates when you can - we may have to fly economy!

By the way I saw a lovely gown in Wedding magazine. Are you going lacey?

Mother


To: Rev. Banks
From: Ann

Hi Nigel,

Simon told me when he'd saved the church for us.  Glad you used a pencil--go ahead and erase it NOW.  We still need to work out details, but I can guarantee you that there'll be no wedding in December.  Thanks for your patience. 

Ann


To: TheSimmons
From: Ann

Mother,

Sorry to be so late responding to your last message.  Things have been hairy around here these past few days. Our friend Martin is in the hospital. No one is quite sure what's wrong with him, but he's had several days worth of tests and they're still keeping him. On top of that we've got a house full of egotistical directors, producers and "stars" all making serious pronouncements about the quality of light and the acoustics of the closets. Then Simon booked our wedding for December 11th.  Don't worry; I've cancelled it.

Sorry to hear about Dad's financial woes.  I've sent you a check to help until his stocks recover. Please accept it--you need it and we have some extra.  Think of it as a payback for all those years you footed the bill for college.

Love,
Ann


To: TheHat
From: Simon

3.00 Aintree

Who's Your Baby Now

Half a monkey, both ways.


Dining Room

Frank: Hello.

Irene: Hello. You're the hermit man, aren't you?

Frank: Well, I do get out a bit more these days. But yes, I was a Hermit.

Irene: Must be nice, peaceful I mean, no-one shouting at you all the time.

Frank: Emma said I must not talk about the voices.

Irene: She seems a bit bossy to me. Is there anything you need?

Frank: I think I know who you are.

Irene: Men are always saying that to me. Look, the meeting's about to start, but maybe we could talk again.

Frank: Do you write poetry?

Irene: Not for a long time.


Arthur: Thanks for your kind attention. Suzanne Toussand, who of course needs no introduction, was gracious enough to join us today. Now Irene is going to lay out what we'll actually be doing in the next few weeks and what changes we'll need to make.

Irene:  Hello, nice to see you again.  Well now.  Where to start?  Er, yes, the masons. The masons will be putting in the garden wall and fountain this week near the lake. No actual filming there yet, so that shouldn't be a problem.

Evelyn: No foundations, right?

Irene: Oh no, much too expensive. The bricks are actually a synthetic compacted fiber.  Should do just fine, unless we get too much rain. Then they tend to sag a bit.  Not too bad, really, but still, we don't want sloppy walls, do we? Yes, well. The other thing is the painting men, they need to get going on the doors. I think we're starting with green, but that could change with the schedule.

Emma: Chester, are you going to say something or just splutter?

Chester: Those doors were made in 1782. They will be painted green over my dead body!

Irene: But they won't stay green. You see at different parts of the filming the doors will be different colours--blue, red, black. So you don't need to worry, they won't stay green.

Emma: I think the objection is to painting the doors at all. They part of the original fabric of the house.

Irene: Oh they have to be painted. Alan insisted. It's shambolic.

Arthur: Symbolic dear, is what I think you mean.

Irene: Right.  And did you say they were fabric?

Chester: As in original material.

Irene:  Then they're not wood?

Emma:  Yes, Irene, they're wood.

Ann: Arthur you cannot paint the doors.  Not only do we not want to lose Chester, but he's right, they're antiques.

Arthur: Not even if we strip them after each paint job? We got a great bloke does re-finishing.

Ann: No.

Arthur: Bit of an impasse, then. Mr. Tinsley here was more accommodating when we were discussing the project.

Simon: Right. But you could you remove the doors? Very expensive to paint and re-paint these historic ones, especially if you're going to keep doing it. Why not make fake ones and just switch them in and out? Would that be all right Chester?

Chester: Well it's not ideal, but under proper supervision it might be possible, I suppose.

Irene: Goody. Now we need to create Loretta's London flat. We thought of stripping the office room in the front of the house, but it has all that paneling which would be expensive to replace. I'm guessing that you would want that put back?

Suzanne: But that room is so dark! I need some natural light for those scenes. You'll have to open up that wall to get the right light.

Emma: Open up the wall!

Suzanne: Absolutely. You may have that pseudo-gothic thing going darling, but I need clear light, not shadows. And don't tell me you can do it with the studio lights, because you can't.

Arthur: Hold on. Before everyone has a heart attack. It's OK. Change of plan here. We're building a set for Loretta's flat east of the house. Three sided, nice light, you can keep it as a tourist attraction.

Suzanne: When was this decided? Why was I not informed? I am expected to be passionate in a plywood shack in February?

Arthur: Production decision, my dear. I'm sure you and Peter can heat the place up.

Suzanne: I am not prepared to discuss this in public, but it's clearly unacceptable. I'm going to see Alan.

[Suzanne leaves]

Irene: Goody. Now for this week's filming, we'll be shooting here and in the village. We're starting with the scene following the funeral, and then the funeral itself. That'll be shot in the village, along with Loretta's walk.  For the opening train scene, we'll be using the Blue Bell railway.

Arthur: I'm off, meeting in London. Questions to Irene. 
[aside to Irene] Better stop those bloody painters! And look into some stripper, will you?


Ann: Simon, what did you tell Rev.  Banks about the wedding?

Simon: Oh just throwing out some dates, seeing what was available.

Ann: He said you'd chosen Tuesday, the 11th of December.

Simon: The church is free that day.

Ann: Didn't you think that perhaps we should discuss the date of our wedding?

Simon: Well, it just seems that everyone is getting stressed out over planning this and...

Ann: You thought you'd put it off for as long as possible.

Simon: Not true! I do want to get married Ann, honestly I do. But everything is crazy with the film crews here, and the house repairs and then all this wedding stuff on top of that.

Ann: So talk to me! Tell me you're feeling anxious. For example, though you could not have known, December 11th is a terrible date for the wedding. It was the day my Grandmother died.

Simon: You mean because she can't come?

Ann: Deep breath. We'll communicate again later. Are you coming to the hospital?

Simon: Hope the old codger's all right.


Phil: Hello Mr. Tinsley. I'd almost forgotten you were here.

Mr. Tinsley: They keep me locked in the attic, you know. Think I bother the visitors, but I escaped.

Phil: Really? Oh, yes, ha-ha. Anyway, got to run.

Mr. Tinsley: Wait a minute, young Phil. I have a question for you. Has he invited HER?

Phil: Who?

Mr. Tinsley: HER.

Phil: Oh-- her! Mmmm, well, don't know actually. Couldn't you ask him?

Mr. Tinsley: I don't like to talk about it.


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