Moving a dream

The last of the items were being taken down from the walls, the paintings slotted into their packing cases, the stuffed animals into teachests, the furniture covered in dust cloths.

"Your Grace?"

I looked up at the metallic voice of Gears, his servant's livery obscured most of his burnished copper body but his tick was almost as distinctive as my own.

"Yes Gears?"

Gears stepped forward and handed me a small packet. "These are the photographs you took after the move was announced sir."

Looking down at the envelope I sighed heavily. "Thank you Gears." He nodded a left to continue with the packing. I opened the envelope and proceeded to clip through the photos. "We certainly have improved photography with the Prokudin-Gorskii camera," I said to myself. "A vast improvement over Daguerre's work."


The main bridge from Penzance


Looking across the Harbour


Guardian unicorn


The underwater tunnels with the ballroom just behind Neptune.


Chester


Inside the tunnels


Inside the Mooring Tower


The front steps of Primbroke Manor

I smiled sadly and closed the packet again placing it in the box with the contents of my desk. Hearing soft steps coming towards me I turned to see my dear Christine. Her apron showed signs she had been organising things in the attic, as did the tell-tale wisps of escaping red hair. Kissing her gently, I said before she had a chance to say anything "No, there has been no news on the new home." Christine narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips.

"I didn't even ask this time," Christine replied.

Holding her close I simply said "soon."

Ever had that sinking feeling?

Steelhead's theme for its Friday night dance this week was "underwater". It was a novel idea to actually hold the dance at the bottom of the harbour. Sadly jokes about early 80s tax fraud in Australia were lost on most of them.

There was a good crowd with most of the regulars in attendance.




Even Chester came out for a visit


Some interesting outfits, in spite of the abundance of mermaids and dive helmets.


Tensai in her very best Sebastian outfit.


Miss Addison and her horse


My dear Christine, alluring as a sea siren


Miss Emilly, who was preparing for the new SL crash record with a personal best of 32 before retiring that night.


Darien & Chester


Sheriff Ortega with his waterproofed edition of the Dual Audio Beat Emitting Confabulating Oscillation Table.


Miss Lumina's evening winning white mermaid


Miss JeZeBeLe. I'm wondering if death-ray eyed mermaids are similar to laser equipped fricken sharks.


Finn's absorbent attire


Yours truly after remembering too late not to take off his helmet to get a closer look.


Lunar's minimalist look was very effective.


Tensai's dive helmet. Forgetting to make it water tight can be an issue sometimes.

Fabulous night all up.