Regarding Melissa #48


Lucy was disappointed. She really liked Mel – not just as an employee. She’d seen how Mel and Jamie got on together.

‘I do hope that she gets over it soon,’ Lucy said, ‘She’s such a lovely girl. Wouldn’t it be nice if they were to become closer personally? I’d love her as a daughter-in-law.’

Tracy laughed.

‘You’re a real matchmaker aren’t you, Mum? I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I think that Mel wants a career more than a man.’



August, 2015

A day out with Jamie

They’d arranged the trip on a Friday during a lull in business. Mel had asked for the Saturday afternoon off out of her annual leave. She’d noticed that the weather forecast looked promising. Jamie had agreed but had asked Mel what she had got planned for the time.

‘Don’t be nosey,’ she’d said, but had noticed that he’d blushed.

‘It’s okay, Jamie,’ she’d said, ‘I’m only kidding.’

Sometimes she wished that he were a little less easily hurt. It was difficult sometimes to engage him in normal banter.

‘I want to spend the afternoon getting some things together for a trip I’m planning for Sunday.’ She told him.

‘Anywhere interesting?’ he’d asked – risking a further rebuke for his question.

‘I’m catching an early train to Hull,’ she’d said, ‘to photograph the Marina, the Waterside and the Deep aquarium after I’ve taken some shots of the bridge.’

‘Oh!’ he’d said, ‘I’ve never been to Hull. Would you mind if I came too?’

Mel had been taken aback. Was he asking her for a date or just an opportunity to see somewhere he’d never been? She’d looked at his face for answers and made an immediate decision. This was Jamie asking, not Craig, and Jamie would have been horrified to know some of what she’d been thinking. If it had been Craig, he would have been wanting to control her outing.

‘Jamie, that would be lovely,’ she’d said, ‘I was just thinking that I’m going to be getting up at stupid o’clock to catch the train. Won’t you miss your Sunday lie-in bed after your working week?’

‘I’m always awake early anyway, Mel,’ he’d said, ‘and I could pick you up at your house if you want and park at the station.’

Out of habit, she couldn’t help thinking that knowing that he’d be driving would control  how she’d be getting home that night – and she felt unease – but again she dismissed the idea of Jamie being another Craig.

She’d told him the time that the train would be due in at their local station and that of the train she’d planned to return on. She told him that she’d be taking a packed lunch – she didn’t want to waste her day searching for a café and waiting ages to be served on a Sunday lunchtime.

As she expected, Jamie was a few minutes earlier than they’d arranged, but that was Jamie for you. At least she wouldn’t be pacing the floor because he’d been late.

She lugged her backpack and tripod out to his car. He’d already opened the passenger door, but when he saw what she was carrying, he opened the boot compartment also. She noticed his car – a recently registered Volvo estate. She might have guessed. She’d noticed the car at the hotel when she’d been for a meal, but hadn’t known who it belonged to.

‘Good morning!’ he greeted her, smiling broadly, ‘Can I put that in the boot for you?’ he asked, reaching for her backpack.

She passed it to him.

‘Good God!’ he said, ‘What have you got in here? Those must be bloody heavy sandwiches.’

‘It’s the cakes, biscuits and wine,’ she said, ‘then there’s the corkscrew, glasses and plates.’

He looked at her to see if she were serious.

‘Don’t be daft!’ she said, most of the weight and bulk is the camera, filters and so on.’

He nodded.

‘Of course,’ he said, ‘What else would it have been knowing you.’

Featured Photo

A couple of week’s ago, I went to New Brighton – a resort on the north Wirral coast in Merseyside to photograph the sunset. There was too much cloud to see the actual Sun, but I liked the light anyway. Today’s photo, the final one in this series, shows the Perch Rock lighthouse again just as the Sun set that evening, with the spine of rocky blocks, seen from a different angle, stretching out towards the Irish Sea.

I used my Pentax KP 24 MB cropped1/80 seconds at f/9 and 24 mm. The ISO was 100. The shot was tripod mounted and post-processed in Lightroom.

Author: writingandphotography0531

I am a retired local government officer. At that time, I was an IT manager and had associated responsibilities for training. I have previously been involved, in various organisations, with aspects of industrial training and management development. My hobby is photography and, until recently, hillwalking in Snowdonia. I have just written my first novel, Persephone and the Photographer, published as a Kindle eBook.

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