Keep The Home Fires Burning…

I’m really sorry my dear to have rung you while I’m in such a tizzy this morning, but things have gone seriously astray.  I thought that although my flat at Lavinia Court had been violated, we were, at least safe here over the borders in wonderful Scotland.

It appears that I am very sadly mistaken.  I know that I’m not making much sense at the moment, but I’m decidedly upset by the events which have happened during the past few hours.  No, it’s no use keep asking me questions; please let me explain in my own good time.

Right, OK – in a nutshell the situation is that Mrs. M went missing late yesterday afternoon.  It had been raining heavily for the past couple of days and we were both a little stir-crazy with being pinned inside.  Although we enjoy each other’s company, we are both used to living alone.  It takes a considerable effort to maintain a conversation over a protracted period of time and although I am happy to sit quietly with my knitting or reading, Mrs. M tends to witter on – even more than me.  She likes to fill the pauses in conversation by saying something – anything, rather than letting the silences happen and accepting them for what they are – natural breaks.

However, my dear, the point was that Mrs. M decided that she fancied going for a little walk down to the water’s edge.  She took a quick look round outside, and said that it was quite muddy, and as it was beginning to get a little darker, she felt that I would be happier remaining indoors.  I was very comfortable with my knitting – yes, my dear I am getting on well with my sock.  I just need to do about another inch before I start the decreases.

Right my dear, as I was saying, Mrs. M decided to go for a short walk.  She told me that she would only be about twenty minutes or so – she was going down to the edge of the loch just to get some fresh air.  I reminded her to take a torch – it’s very easy to slip on wet leaves and then fall.  She also had her phone with her.  I said that I’d set a timer for twenty minutes and then make us a cup of tea.

So off Mrs. M went – she had a pair of boots on, with non-slip soles and a jacket with a fleecy lining.  You would have thought she was going to Antarctica rather than just a couple of hundred yards!  However, I thought it was a good idea for her to have a little walk as she had been saying that she could do with stretching her legs. 

I decided to check her knitting while she was out in case I needed to do any running repairs.  It was rather odd – she had been knitting quite a lot over the past couple of days, but when I looked at it, I would honestly swear that it was only one or two rounds further forward than when I last checked it!  I really can’t understand how that can be!

Anyway, I put it back in her project bag and then went to make a cup of tea.  The timer buzzed just as I put the kettle on so by the time I poured the tea I was expecting to hear Mrs. M coming through the door.  Ten minutes later she still hadn’t returned, so I opened the door and listened to see if I could hear her coming.  I had put the outside light on while she was out, because although at 4pm it’s still light, once it gets to about 4.30 it is decidedly dusk.

After another few minutes I was beginning to feel a little concerned, so I rang the hotel and spoke to Freddie to ask if Mrs. M had wandered up there.  He said he hadn’t seen her but would ask in reception to see if she had popped in, and then he would walk along the edge of the loch towards our cabin.  He told me not to worry and said he’d find her. 

I said I’d ring him if she appeared back here in the meantime.  As there wasn’t anything else I could do I had my cup of tea, although it was rather stewed by then. I then sat down to await developments.  I didn’t hear anything for about thirty minutes or so and then there was quite a lot of noise outside.  Freddie was there and there were two other guys with him. 

He had found Mrs. M just a couple of hundred yards away.  She was lying on the ground next to the edge of the loch.  Apparently she was unconscious when they found her, so Freddie rang for an ambulance.  She woke up shortly afterwards but was rather groggy, so Freddie spoke to the emergency services who decided they would send an ambulance to the hotel and the paramedics would put her on a stretcher and take her to be checked out.  Freddie said that Mrs. M said that her arm was hurting and her hip was rather sore – although that may be the way she fell.

Freddie said that he asked her what she fell over – he couldn’t see any trip hazards at all, but Mrs. M said that she didn’t fall.  She said that someone ran into her deliberately     and pushed her over and she banged her head when she landed.  Freddie did say that she sounded very confused and rather dithery.  I can understand that – any fall can seriously upset your confidence, as well as causing an actual injury. 


Freddie said that he would follow the ambulance in his car, so that if Mrs. M could come back he would be able to drive her here.  In the meantime, he asked if I would like to spend the night at the hotel rather than being on my own here, but I decided that I would prefer to stay here where I have my own things round me.  Freddie said that the owners of the cabin next door are here for a few days, so he would just pop and see them and tell them to be aware of any strangers wandering around.  I will lock the door and bolt it at the top and bottom and I’ll be perfectly safe.

So my dear, that is the situation.  Mrs. M has gone to the hospital.  I’ve just had a brief conversation with her.  She’s rather upset, which I can understand.  She says she knows that she didn’t fall, but that someone deliberately “attacked” her.  She has been seen by a doctor and they want her to remain there overnight as she was unconscious.  Her other injuries are being checked out.

Freddie has just phoned me and said virtually the same thing.  Mrs. M will remain there till tomorrow and as long as everything looks OK they will release her then.  Freddie says that he will collect her and bring her back.  I think we need to stay here for a few more days before we travel back south.  It will give Mrs. M the opportunity to rest and recover.  We have plenty of supplies and the local store will deliver any other items if necessary.

As you can appreciate, I’m rather unhappy about this situation, but there isn’t anything I can do to change it. Of course, it could have been considerably more serious.  It could have been someone expecting to find me – so was it mistaken identity?  Mrs. M could have received considerably more injuries!  Perhaps she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time!

It may simply have been a teenager wandering around in an area that he wasn’t supposed to be, and then he panicked when seeing Mrs. M or whether it was something more dangerous I really don’t know.  Freddie says that he will have a word with the local police and they will probably send someone down.  I don’t think that will do any good, as the area has been trodden down by lots of different sized shoes. 

I suppose I should get myself something to eat although I’m not really very hungry.  I could make myself a sandwich as I really can’t be bothered to have anything more substantial. I’m sorry I’m rather downbeat just now, but it’s yet another incident which doesn’t make any sense to me.  Oh well, I’m away to make another drink.  As Always –

With Love – Jan  xx

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I'm retired, disabled and after sudden death of wonderful husband, have moved closer to my son, daughter-in-law and baby, Charlie. I live in sheltered housing at the bottom end of the scale called Independent Living. I had been in an online Knit and Natter group for a couple of years before Ian died and the members of the group were and still are a wonderful support to me. Since moving here I have now got my own little Facebook group where the members are now my friends and extended family. It was suggested that I write a blog - so here we are!!

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  1. This is getting very scary and I wonder how they would have found you in Scotland.
    I do hope Mrs M is ok and returns to you soon. Do you think you need to be moved to another safe house and maybe this time no suggestion on here or our page of where you maybe. Have the police been told about this turn in events.
    Please stay safe x


    1. Hi Lisa – I’m rather confused about it all. Mrs. M will be returning here soon and after letting her recover for a short time, I hope to hear a few more details. Freddie has had a word with the local police and apparently they have been wandering around by the loch although they didn’t call here. I’m sure that when we’re in our cabin with the door locked we seem to be safe. xx


  2. Oh dear, poor Mrs M. However, please forgive my nasty suspicious mind, but I wonder if perhaps it was to deflect thoughts of her possible part in all the goings on in Lavinia Court. Or it could be a very unsubtle warning to you. Either way, please don’t drop your guard, will you. Her progress, or lack thereof with her knitting seems decidedly odd, maybe she has two identical pieces and got them mixed up. I know it all seems far fetched, and I admit that I do love to read a good thriller, but nasty things happen to nice people. Look after yourself. X


    1. Frances – I love to read thrillers, so I would really like to hear about some of your favourite authors. I need to watch Mrs. M when she is knitting to make sure that the work actually progresses. No doubt we’ll find out what is happening in due course. xx


      1. My favourite authors are Quintin Jardine, Peter Robinson, Peter James, Ian Rankin, Val McDermid, Ely Griffiths and Anne Cleeves.
        My favourite it Quintin Jardine, and his new book is out on Thursday, I can’t wait.

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      2. Hi Jane – I’ve just checked and the last one I purchased and read was No. 10 in the series and I bought it at the end of November 2015. I read the first one in June 2015 and read them fairly quickly one after another. Perhaps I would have been better served by leaving a gap between each story. xx

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  3. The whole thing gets a bit more menacing every day. I’d suspected that Mrs M. had a plan to meet up with someone whilst out on her little “walk”, but I suppose perhaps her mishap contradicts that. If it was a case on mistaken identity I think you’d be better off in the hotel!


  4. What a strange turn of events! Sorry it sounds unkind but I hope this was related to her phone messages and not Lavinia Court, that situation is complicated enough. I think it’s time to seriously question her about those calls and why she seems so distracted. How many people may she have told about where you are? Have you contacted Teddy? What was her take on this new mystery? Please do take care with your safety


    1. Thank you Karen – I’m awaiting the return of Mrs. M and I’ll leave her to recover for a short time before gently asking her what happened. I haven’t spoken to Teddy today, but plan on calling her her tomorrow. xx


  5. It seems as though something happened to Mrs M that wasn’t suppose to happen. Was it just a genuine accident? I think not and mistaken identity is the first thing that comes to mind. As Karen has said above how many people do you think know where you are. You obviously know who you have told, but who has Mrs M told? I think, under the circumstances, you should be up at the hotel. Have you met the people in the cabin next door – I wonder who they are……………….x


    1. Thanks Maggie – the folk in the cabin next door have owned their cabin since it was built and are friends of Freddie and have been for many years. I will have a little chat with Mrs. M when she has recovered slightly. xx


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