‘Good for you,’ Mel said, ‘So where will you both live – his place or yours? Or will you be buying something new between you? I assume that he has a place.’
‘Last question first,’ Stacy answered, ‘Connor’s wife left him – couldn’t put up with the kind of hours we work – found another fella and moved in with him. The way the divorce worked out, Connor’s going to have to sell their marital home – as the law puts it. So, he’ll be moving in with me.’
‘Are you happy with that?’ Mel asked, ‘somebody new changing your routine around your house?’
‘It won’t be for long,’ Stacy assured her, ‘Once his house sale goes through, I’ll put mine up for sale too and we’ll buy somewhere new together and sort out our new routines for our new life together.’
‘Aw!’ Mel said. ‘That’s lovely. So, am I invited to your wedding?’
‘You certainly are,’ Stacy said, ‘providing that you’ll be my bridesmaid.’
Mel said that she’d be delighted to be bridesmaid and said that she couldn’t wait to meet Connor.
‘What about you though?’ Stacy said, ‘The grapevine tells me that you’ve been out on a date with a certain colleague of your own.’
‘Not true!’ Mel said firmly, ‘I told him that I was going to Hull to take some photos and he invited himself along. I hope that he’s not been spreading gossip about us. I’ll kill him if he has.’
‘Oooh! The lady doth protest too much methinks,’ said Stacy. ‘But no. I didn’t get it from Jamie – it was your dad who told me. I bumped into him on the street the other day.’
‘I’ll kill him then,’ Mel said, laughing.
‘So, it was totally innocent then?’ Stacy asked.
‘It definitely was on my part,’ Mel said, ‘but he said something strange when we got off the train – something about the word “pretty” being totally inadequate to describe me.’
‘I see what you mean,’ Stacy said, ‘that doesn’t just sound like old fashioned gallantry. I reckon that he’s really smitten, but is too shy to say outright. Has he ever said anything else like that?’
‘No, never,’ Mel said. ‘I still don’t know what to make of it. He’s behaved as though nothing was said since.’
‘Well, just be patient, Mel,’ she said, ‘I do know Jamie – he’s worth waiting for. Bloody hell, look at the time you wasted with that no-mark Craig.
Connor arrived before they could discuss Jamie further.
Mel liked him, approved of Stacy’s choice. He looked like she’d expected a detective to look, based on what she’d seen on television – tall, dark and handsome. Nattily dressed, a light beard and a ready smile. He was charming.
‘I like your fella,’ Mel said, ‘Is it too late for me to win him from you?’
‘It sounds to me like you’ve got someone waiting in the wings,’ Stacy said, ‘You keep your eyes off my bloke.’
‘Any chance of a cat fight?’ Connor asked, ‘I’ll take the winner.’
‘They won’t let you handle the case if you’re a witness to her murder,’ Stacy told him.
They all laughed.
‘Hi, Connor,’ Mel said, ‘Lovely to meet you. Stacy’s kept you quiet, but don’t try to keep us from still meeting or I won’t be her bridesmaid.’
‘Great to meet you too, Mel,’ he said, ‘Stacy’s always going on about you.’
The evening passed pleasantly with no further mention of Jamie to embarrass Mel, but she hoped that no one else was going to put two and two together and make five.
Another photo today from my Saturday afternoon foray into Liverpool to try my hand at street photography. The outing didn’t quite turn out as I expected. Today and tomorrow, I’m posting images of a fashion shoot that I chanced upon near the Beatles statues at the Pierhead area of the city. It looked as if the models were enjoying the experience – and they didn’t seem to mind my joining in, but I bet that the photographer wouldn’t have been too pleased. I didn’t ask.
I I used my Pentax KP 24 MB cropped sensor camera with a 16-85 mm f/3.5-5.6 lens. The shutter speed was 1/500seconds at f/5.6 and 39 mm. The ISO was 100. The shot was handheld and post-processed in Lightroom.