The Fairy Godmother Part 86

“Do you think it should be books set in particular places or guides to the places?” asked Juliet as soon as I appeared.

“Books set in the places,” I said. “Anyone can find a guide book.”

“You are right,” she said and set to work on an article. I was amazed at how many books she knew were set in holiday destinations.

“Then your readers can try and work out where each scene is set,” I added.

“Just in case the holiday isn’t as interesting as they thought it would be,” she smiled.

“I would say it is more, giving a direction to the site seeing,” I replied.

“Can I use that phrase?” Juliet asked.

“Of course,” I smiled, looking across the room at Georgie. “Are you OK?”

“I didn’t think they’d do something like that,” she stuttered. “I knew they were angry with me, but,” she paused shaking her head.

“Him and Ivy are both doing anger management or something like that, I have been assured that they wont do anything like that again,” I said.

“I thought they were going to kill us both,” Georgie stuttered.

“They didn’t and they aren’t,” said Juliet. “They have seen the error of their ways, so forget about it. I have.”

The Fairy Godmother Part 86

“Do you think it should be books set in particular places or guides to the places?” asked Juliet as soon as I appeared.

“Books set in the places,” I said. “Anyone can find a guide book.”

“You are right,” she said and set to work on an article. I was amazed at how many books she knew were set in holiday destinations.

“Then your readers can try and work out where each scene is set,” I added.

“Just in case the holiday isn’t as interesting as they thought it would be,” she smiled.

“I would say it is more, giving a direction to the site seeing,” I replied.

“Can I use that phrase?” Juliet asked.

“Of course,” I smiled, looking across the room at Georgie. “Are you OK?”

“I didn’t think they’d do something like that,” she stuttered. “I knew they were angry with me, but,” she paused shaking her head.

“Him and Ivy are both doing anger management or something like that, I have been assured that they wont do anything like that again,” I said.

“I thought they were going to kill us both,” Georgie stuttered.

“They didn’t and they aren’t,” said Juliet. “They have seen the error of their ways, so forget about it. I have.”

“Obviously, it’s easy for you,” snapped Georgie. “But it isn’t that easy for me!” she added and ran out of the room.

“That wasn’t very helpful,” I said.

“She’ll get over it,” said Juliet. “She just needs to get on with things, like I have.”

Some how, I didn’t believe Juliet, but I thought that Georgie was a more immediate problem, so I followed to the door of her room and knocked.

“Georgie?” I called and heard sobbing, muffled sobbing.

“Go away,” she said.

“You know I’m not going to do that,” I replied. “It would be easier to talk without a door in between us.”

“You can just wave your wand and get in here,” she replied.

“I know, but I’d rather you opened the door,” I said.

“Can’t you just wave your wand and get rid of these things from my mind?” Georgie asked, opening the door slightly and standing in the gap that she had created.

“I could do,” I said. “But it is better that you learn to live with them, I can’t go erasing memories every time you have a bad day.”

“So you think I should just put it in a box and carry on with life, like Juliet is?” she asked.

“No, that would be as bad as erasing the memory,” I replied. “And I don’t think Juliet is over it like she says, she is keeping herself too busy to think about it.”

“What do you mean?” Georgie asked.

“When this next magazine goes to the printer, she is going to crash and then she will need your help to get through it all,” I replied.

“How can I help her, I can’t cope with this myself,” she said throwing herself down on the bed in an overly dramatic way.

“Perhaps we should talk to your ex landlord,” I said, giving my wand a quick wave before I changed my mind.

We arrived in time to great Ivy and her son as they walked out of a lecture theatre.

“I think I see where I went wrong,” said Ian.

“I hope so,” said Ivy.

“Do you see where you went wrong?” I asked Ivy, carefully grabbing Georgie by the arm to stop her from running out of the building. I didn’t want her to find out, the hard way, that it was floating on an air current, in a bubble, one mile up. It probably wouldn’t let her fall to the ground, but I didn’t want to risk it.

“I shouldn’t have let the flat get into such a state,” said Ian. “And I shouldn’t have been so aggressive. Getting you sacked from the newsagents wasn’t a great way to get the rent paid either.”

“It’s all very well for you to say that,” stuttered Georgie.

“Fine words don’t butter any parsnips,” said someone wandering over to us. “Let me introduce myself, I am Edward, I run the sessions here,” he added smiling broadly, so broadly I began to wonder if his head was going to fall in two.

“Nice to meet you,” I smiled, looking round for a way out, then I remembered my wand.

“They gave you a nasty shock,” he said looking at Ivy and Ian. “And know you wonder if their repentance is real?”

“They were going to kill my friend and me,” Georgie replied.

“It was an over reaction,” said Ivy, elbowing Ian in the ribs.

“Yes,” Ian agreed, rubbing his side. “It will never happen again.”

“Isn’t that good to know,” said Edward, still smiling.

“Yes,” muttered Georgie. “Can I go home now?” she asked turning to me.

“You’ve only just got here,” Edward smiled. “You must join us in the next session.”

“I don’t think so,” I muttered and discreetly waved my wand, all four of us went back to Georgie’s room.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” asked Ivy.

“I was going to ask you that,” I replied. “That man, Edward, has con man written all over him, you can’t say you’ve fallen for that rubbish!”

“He has the solution to all our problems,” said Ian.

“And I bet these solutions come with a pretty hefty bill,” I replied.

“Well it wasn’t cheap,” said Ivy, trying not to look at anyone. “But you’re my son, I thought it would help you.”

“What would help him is proper supervision,” I said. “You seem to have failed to teach him right from wrong as a child, instead, he got everything he wanted if he made enough noise about it, so that is how he learnt to behave.”

“But,” said Ivy.

“Your son, you need to correct the mistakes you made, not hive the problem out to some quick fix artist,” I snapped.

“I think I’m going to have to talk to Enid about the way she brought you up, no respect for her elders, that’s where I’ll start,” Ivy shouted.

“Since she didn’t bring me up, that would be a waste of effort,” I said. “And you can blame that on Natasha and Malcolm, they kept telling her to get rid of me, I’m surprised you didn’t get the same treatment.”

“They did say it would be for the best,” said Ivy. “But I wanted to prove them wrong.”

“And what do they say now?” I asked.

“He’s my mess, so I can sort it,” sighed Ivy.

“I am still here,” said Ian.

“We know that,” we all said.

“Good, because I don’t like being talked about like that,” Ian replied.

“You’ve stuffed up again, like you always do,” said Ivy. “It’s about time you grew up and took responsibility for your mistakes and learn from them.”

“He wont do that if he isn’t part of the discussion,” I said.

“Thank-you,” said Ian.

“He’s my son, I don’t need you to tell me how to bring him up,” snapped Ivy.

“Because you’ve done such a good job of it,” I replied.

“Could you lot keep it quiet,” snapped Juliet. “I have some work to do and I can’t do it with all this noise.”

“I shall move the discussions elsewhere,” I replied. “If you need us just ring,” I added and waved my wand, we moved to my rooms.

“So,” I said looking round at them. “I saw the flat, it must have taken quiet a bit of time for it to get into that state.”as

“It was really nice, when I first saw it,” said Georgie. “But then things started to go wrong, I’d report them, but nothing ever happened.”

“Such as?” asked Ivy.

“There were leaks from upstairs, water was running through the ceiling,” Georgie replied. “It didn’t smell very clean and it soaked all my food. I had to bin it all and then clean up.”

“I presume the leak stopped,” said Ivy.

“It stopped, but no one came to check up on the damage it caused,” said Georgie.

“Just a lit of spoilt food, nothing major,” said Ivy.

“The ceiling fell in on to the cooker, I tried cleaning it out, but the spark igniter wouldn’t work and the oven stank, I reported that, but nothing happened,” Georgie replied. “Then the gas kept going out.”

“There is a meter, you have to put money in it and then you get gas,” Ivy explained slowly.

“I rang the gas board,” the pipes were full of water, so they pumped them out and told me to tell my landlord so he could arrange with them to get the pipes sorted,” Georgie explained. “Again nothing happened.”

“Why didn’t you do anything?” I asked Ian.

“I didn’t think it was that important,” he said.

“Put yourself in Georgie’s place,” I said. “You would want to have these things fixed.”

“I don’t live in rented accommodation,” he smiled, looking at Georgie in a way that verged on possessive. It quite puzzled me, but it didn’t puzzle Ivy.

“You did all this because you fancied her?” Ivy asked.

“She said she wasn’t interested, I was just trying to persuade her,” said Ian.

“I have never and will never be interested in you,” shouted Georgie. “Not in any way, the thought that you might, it makes me feel sick,” she added shuddering.

“By destroying her home around her!” said Ivy.

“I thought she could move in with me,” said Ian, looking round at us all. “Pretty stupid of me I suppose.”

“There’s no suppose in it,” I said.

“You are coming back with me,” Ivy said to Ian.

“Not to that con man, Edward?” I asked.

“No,” said Ivy. “I think I’ll find a way to shut him down, legally,” she added and with a wave of a wand they were gone.

“How are you feeling now?” I asked Georgie cautiously.

“A bit better,” Georgie replied. “I don’t think he’s likely to turn up unannounced.”

“That’s something at least,” I said.

“I’m just not sure about the forgive and forget bit,” Georgie replied.

“I wouldn’t expect you to,” I smiled. “Try not to hang on to the anger. If you have any problems, you know my phone number.”

“Thank’s, now, I’d better get back, Juliet wont eat if I don’t make something and remind her,” Georgie smiled. I waved my wand and she was gone.

By Janice Nye © 2020

“Obviously, it’s easy for you,” snapped Georgie. “But it isn’t that easy for me!” she added and ran out of the room.

“That wasn’t very helpful,” I said.

“She’ll get over it,” said Juliet. “She just needs to get on with things, like I have.”

Some how, I didn’t believe Juliet, but I thought that Georgie was a more immediate problem, so I followed to the door of her room and knocked.

“Georgie?” I called and heard sobbing, muffled sobbing.

“Go away,” she said.

“You know I’m not going to do that,” I replied. “It would be easier to talk without a door in between us.”

“You can just wave your wand and get in here,” she replied.

“I know, but I’d rather you opened the door,” I said.

“Can’t you just wave your wand and get rid of these things from my mind?” Georgie asked, opening the door slightly and standing in the gap that she had created.

“I could do,” I said. “But it is better that you learn to live with them, I can’t go erasing memories every time you have a bad day.”

“So you think I should just put it in a box and carry on with life, like Juliet is?” she asked.

“No, that would be as bad as erasing the memory,” I replied. “And I don’t think Juliet is over it like she says, she is keeping herself too busy to think about it.”

“What do you mean?” Georgie asked.

“When this next magazine goes to the printer, she is going to crash and then she will need your help to get through it all,” I replied.

“How can I help her, I can’t cope with this myself,” she said throwing herself down on the bed in an overly dramatic way.

“Perhaps we should talk to your ex landlord,” I said, giving my wand a quick wave before I changed my mind.

We arrived in time to great Ivy and her son as they walked out of a lecture theatre.

“I think I see where I went wrong,” said Ian.

“I hope so,” said Ivy.

“Do you see where you went wrong?” I asked Ivy, carefully grabbing Georgie by the arm to stop her from running out of the building. I didn’t want her to find out, the hard way, that it was floating on an air current, in a bubble, one mile up. It probably wouldn’t let her fall to the ground, but I didn’t want to risk it.

“I shouldn’t have let the flat get into such a state,” said Ian. “And I shouldn’t have been so aggressive. Getting you sacked from the newsagents wasn’t a great way to get the rent paid either.”

“It’s all very well for you to say that,” stuttered Georgie.

“Fine words don’t butter any parsnips,” said someone wandering over to us. “Let me introduce myself, I am Edward, I run the sessions here,” he added smiling broadly, so broadly I began to wonder if his head was going to fall in two.

“Nice to meet you,” I smiled, looking round for a way out, then I remembered my wand.

“They gave you a nasty shock,” he said looking at Ivy and Ian. “And know you wonder if their repentance is real?”

“They were going to kill my friend and me,” Georgie replied.

“It was an over reaction,” said Ivy, elbowing Ian in the ribs.

“Yes,” Ian agreed, rubbing his side. “It will never happen again.”

“Isn’t that good to know,” said Edward, still smiling.

“Yes,” muttered Georgie. “Can I go home now?” she asked turning to me.

“You’ve only just got here,” Edward smiled. “You must join us in the next session.”

“I don’t think so,” I muttered and discreetly waved my wand, all four of us went back to Georgie’s room.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” asked Ivy.

“I was going to ask you that,” I replied. “That man, Edward, has con man written all over him, you can’t say you’ve fallen for that rubbish!”

“He has the solution to all our problems,” said Ian.

“And I bet these solutions come with a pretty hefty bill,” I replied.

“Well it wasn’t cheap,” said Ivy, trying not to look at anyone. “But you’re my son, I thought it would help you.”

“What would help him is proper supervision,” I said. “You seem to have failed to teach him right from wrong as a child, instead, he got everything he wanted if he made enough noise about it, so that is how he learnt to behave.”

“But,” said Ivy.

“Your son, you need to correct the mistakes you made, not hive the problem out to some quick fix artist,” I snapped.

“I think I’m going to have to talk to Enid about the way she brought you up, no respect for her elders, that’s where I’ll start,” Ivy shouted.

“Since she didn’t bring me up, that would be a waste of effort,” I said. “And you can blame that on Natasha and Malcolm, they kept telling her to get rid of me, I’m surprised you didn’t get the same treatment.”

“They did say it would be for the best,” said Ivy. “But I wanted to prove them wrong.”

“And what do they say now?” I asked.

“He’s my mess, so I can sort it,” sighed Ivy.

“I am still here,” said Ian.

“We know that,” we all said.

“Good, because I don’t like being talked about like that,” Ian replied.

“You’ve stuffed up again, like you always do,” said Ivy. “It’s about time you grew up and took responsibility for your mistakes and learn from them.”

“He wont do that if he isn’t part of the discussion,” I said.

“Thank-you,” said Ian.

“He’s my son, I don’t need you to tell me how to bring him up,” snapped Ivy.

“Because you’ve done such a good job of it,” I replied.

“Could you lot keep it quiet,” snapped Juliet. “I have some work to do and I can’t do it with all this noise.”

“I shall move the discussions elsewhere,” I replied. “If you need us just ring,” I added and waved my wand, we moved to my rooms.

“So,” I said looking round at them. “I saw the flat, it must have taken quiet a bit of time for it to get into that state.”as

“It was really nice, when I first saw it,” said Georgie. “But then things started to go wrong, I’d report them, but nothing ever happened.”

“Such as?” asked Ivy.

“There were leaks from upstairs, water was running through the ceiling,” Georgie replied. “It didn’t smell very clean and it soaked all my food. I had to bin it all and then clean up.”

“I presume the leak stopped,” said Ivy.

“It stopped, but no one came to check up on the damage it caused,” said Georgie.

“Just a lit of spoilt food, nothing major,” said Ivy.

“The ceiling fell in on to the cooker, I tried cleaning it out, but the spark igniter wouldn’t work and the oven stank, I reported that, but nothing happened,” Georgie replied. “Then the gas kept going out.”

“There is a meter, you have to put money in it and then you get gas,” Ivy explained slowly.

“I rang the gas board,” the pipes were full of water, so they pumped them out and told me to tell my landlord so he could arrange with them to get the pipes sorted,” Georgie explained. “Again nothing happened.”

“Why didn’t you do anything?” I asked Ian.

“I didn’t think it was that important,” he said.

“Put yourself in Georgie’s place,” I said. “You would want to have these things fixed.”

“I don’t live in rented accommodation,” he smiled, looking at Georgie in a way that verged on possessive. It quite puzzled me, but it didn’t puzzle Ivy.

“You did all this because you fancied her?” Ivy asked.

“She said she wasn’t interested, I was just trying to persuade her,” said Ian.

“I have never and will never be interested in you,” shouted Georgie. “Not in any way, the thought that you might, it makes me feel sick,” she added shuddering.

“By destroying her home around her!” said Ivy.

“I thought she could move in with me,” said Ian, looking round at us all. “Pretty stupid of me I suppose.”

“There’s no suppose in it,” I said.

“You are coming back with me,” Ivy said to Ian.

“Not to that con man, Edward?” I asked.

“No,” said Ivy. “I think I’ll find a way to shut him down, legally,” she added and with a wave of a wand they were gone.

“How are you feeling now?” I asked Georgie cautiously.

“A bit better,” Georgie replied. “I don’t think he’s likely to turn up unannounced.”

“That’s something at least,” I said.

“I’m just not sure about the forgive and forget bit,” Georgie replied.

“I wouldn’t expect you to,” I smiled. “Try not to hang on to the anger. If you have any problems, you know my phone number.”

“Thanks, now, I’d better get back, Juliet wont eat if I don’t make something and remind her,” Georgie smiled. I waved my wand and she was gone.

By Janice Nye © 2020