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Mr. Wavell, If someone where to try and get your help steal the body of their boyfriends hunky father, would you be able to help?
Is this even really a question? Of course I would help!! There’s nothing I would love more than to help someone steal a hunky dilf body. Especially if that dilf happened to be their boyfriends dad 😈 Oh but how would I do it I wonder?…
Of course there loads of different and o ways I could help make it happen. Giving them the power to ghost possess people. Have them put on the dad’s clothes to cause a transformation into him. Give them something that’ll transform the dad into a bodysuit that’ll permanently seal after being put on. However I think I’d wanna keep it simple this time. I’d just give them a once in a life time body swapping power. All they have to do is look at the person they want to swap with and think really hard about becoming them. The magic would do the rest!
Simple as I said but sometimes that can be the best way to do it. Imagine the dad standing there confused as his sons boyfriend glares at him lustfully only for his soul to be forcefully pulled from his body moments later. Both their souls swirling around before diving into the opposite body. The dad quickly going from being even more confused and shocked than ever to being full on terrified as he looks across the room to see his old dilf body grinning at him maliciously. Soon realising as he looks down at himself that his sons boyfriend somehow just stole his body!?
After that the dad would be forced to watch as the body snatcher begins touching and groping at his new hot hunky dad body. Naturally the dad would beg for him to swap back, promising he won’t tell anybody but his former self would only continue to smile as he tells him it’s permanent. Now the dad con do nothing but sit back and watch as another man parades around in his body, constantly going on about how hot he is. Meanwhile he’s stuck in his sons boyfriends body. Sure it might be younger but, it was nowhere near as good as his old body. What was his son going to think about all this?…
Meanwhile I’d probably have been watching this all unfold. Whether it be from the comfort of my mansion, watching it on the TV that runs on the same magic as a crystal ball alongside my boyfriend Dane. Or I’d be there watching in person, only invisible as to not disturb the incredibly hot scene unfolding before me. Definitely don’t wanna miss the part where they whip out that fat new dad cock for the first time that’s at least twice the size of their old one…
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Dane's Unexpected Vacation
Here's a little something I put together, as a commission for @tf-lover, who's been such an amazing friend of mine in the TF community, with a shoutout to his amazing work and his collaborations with @mrwavellswaps! Enjoy!
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It had been a particularly long week for Dane De Bruin.
It was nearly a year ago when his life changed forever, from being a skinny young teacher who was tired of his life and having to deal with annoying teenagers, to a bona fide magical hunk, and now having a boyfriend in the form of the marvelous Mr Wavell. That was a whirlwind, magic carpet ride of a journey all on its own, not only becoming such a stud but also discovering he probably had powers of his own. Dane worked and trained with Mr Wavell, in the real world and in their home in the pocket dimension, to figure out what magic he has deep within him, as he channeled Wavell’s powers to help others find true happiness and fulfill their hidden desires.
He knew that loads of guys had a kink for soft, squishy pecs like his, and as much as he could make money appear from the snap of his fingers, he also thought about the thousands of pounds he could earn just from showing off his man-tits. That said, he began venturing into social media, posting at least once a week on Instagram for thirsty fans who’d be willing to pay him anything to support him, and even send him cute drawings that would especially highlight his knockers. It got a kick out of him, and in a way, he was helping people feel satisfied and fulfilled, and he was feeling great about that.
On top of all that, most recently he had been helping out Mr Wavell collect testimonials on the Homo Bomb he had dropped on the town of Bellmare, dividing up their research across the town’s residents. It was quite fascinating to see how the magical bomb changed the townspeople, varying from the simple change of straight men turning gay, already gay men turning into their fantasies or crushes, to the rare anomalies of women becoming men. The beach town was definitely a notable case study for the books, and it was worth examining on how happy people could be with the help of sudden magic being dropped upon them, all thanks to his boyfriend.
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However, in the past few days, Dane started to notice that he was getting quite tired, and it threw off everything he had been doing. He felt less motivated to go to the gym, and without a nice enough pump to show off, he delayed posting anything new on Instagram. Even channeling Wavell’s magic for his own use has been more strenuous than normal, and with Wavell busy collecting his side of testimonies from Bellmare, they haven’t had much time to themselves: whether it was to have a bit of fun in the bedroom, to work on strengthening Dane’s magical abilities, or simply to have lunch together. It was similar to the draining feeling he experienced long before when he was a teacher, dealing with these pesky kids who didn’t listen to him, or dealing with an admin that ignored his needs for support in the classroom – except that he was drained from everything that he enjoyed doing as Dane.
As much as he hated to admit it, Dane knew he was being stretched thin, and that he was on the verge of majorly burning out. He was in desperate need of a break. One day, when he finally mustered up enough courage, he eventually sat down with his boyfriend.
“Wavell, babe, I need to talk to you,” Dane said, looking forlorn and exhausted.
Wavell walked over from the kitchen with two glasses of red wine in his hand, handing one to his lover. “What is it, Dane?” he asked as they both sat down.
Dane sighed. “It’s been so amazing spending time with and falling in love with you babe. I’ve loved every moment we’ve spent together, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything else. The magic, our relationship and getting to channel your magic, the sex…” Dane chuckled a bit. “Even this Homo Bomb has been crazy interesting to observe.”
Wavell smiled and wrapped his arm around Dane’s waist as he took a sip of his pinot. “And I love you so much, baby. I still can’t believe you’re my boyfriend after all this time. How long has it been? What, nearly ten months since I made you into Dane?”
“Yeah, just about.” Dane smiled, as he took a sip of his wine. “I love you too, babe. Like I said, everything we’ve done together has made me feel so much happier, and life feels so worthwhile with you…” Dane paused, hesitating for a moment, but enough for Wavell to notice.
“I can sense a ‘but’ coming in,” Wavell said, kissing Dane’s cheek. “Dane, don’t worry, you know you can always tell me anything.”
Dane sighed once more, as he slumped his shoulders and finished his glass of wine in one gulp. “I can’t exactly pinpoint why, but I’m just feeling really drained. I’ve noticed it in the little things. Not feeling enough hype to work out, I don’t feel as strong as I know I could be after all our training and after using your powers, and in general I just feel a bit tired.”
Wavell looked down, thinking about it for a moment. In his experience, he knew that magic was enough to keep one energetic and dynamic, but he’d also heard enough stories of other warlocks and possessors of magic to know that not getting enough rest and relaxation could completely destroy their magic and revert them back to what they used to be, or even worse, drain them out of existence. A few of his own friends had disappeared in the past. He pulled Dane close, kissed him softly, and let him rest his head on his lap,
“You definitely need some R&R, Dane,” Wavell replied, smiling sweetly as he caressed Dane’s hair. “Your powers are still relatively new, and I don’t want to see you completely drained out when you’re still growing them to their full potential.”
Dane felt tears well up in his eyes, and after a deep breath, he felt them stream down his cheeks. “I know, babe. I just… I didn’t wanna let you down.” Dane sniffled, while Wavell rubbed his V-tapered back, comforting him.
“You’ll never let me down, babe. Never. But you shouldn’t ever be ashamed to tell me you’re tired, or to ask for a break when you need one.” Wavell wiped the tears from Dane’s cheeks, as he ran his hand down Dane’s arm to calm him.
Wavell smirked as he lifted Dane’s head off his lap and embraced him. “You deserve this break. And luckily, I know just the guy to help you out.”
Dane raised an eyebrow. “Who is this guy?”
Wavell chuckled. “His name’s Drew, and he runs this new resort where magicians like us can go to relax. It’s a new venture he’s exploring, an idea that came to him when he was taking a break of his own after running Transformation College years ago.”
Dane’s eyes widened in surprise. ‘The guy who created Transformation College is back?’, he thought. “I thought he’d disappeared long ago. He’s around again?”
Wavell nodded. “Yep, he’s back, and he’s hoping, since he’s running a resort, he can take it a bit easier than last time. The college really burnt him out,” he chuckled, “but I think Drew’s Transformational Resort could benefit you. Plus, knowing him well, he’ll cover all your expenses.”
Dane smiled, and kissed his lover with a renewed passion. “I fucking love you Wavell.”
“And I love you more, Dane. You deserve a break, and don’t worry about the Homo Bomb testimonies, I can cover that. For now, all you need to do is relax, yeah?” Wavell smiled brightly. The couple got up and headed towards the front door. Holding hands, they stepped out of the house and towards a little tropical hut with a bamboo door on the eastern end of Wavell’s pocket dimension. “Here we are. Just straight through that door and you’ll be at the resort.”
As he held the doorknob, Dane looked into Wavell’s eyes one last time and held his hand. “I’m gonna miss you. I wish you could come with me,” his voice quivered as he said that to his lover.
“I’m gonna miss you too, babe. But I know if I’m gonna be there, you might not be able to recuperate fully, considering we still don’t know what your magical powers are, if you have any. Plus, I don’t know if we’d even be able to relax at all with how much sex we’d have,” Wavell chuckled. He squeezed Dane’s hand once more, kissing him softly, before Dane opened the door and entered through.
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Once he was fully through, he was quickly blinded by a bright white light. Dane closed his eyes tightly, then when he opened them again, he found himself on the shore of a pristine white beach, on a secluded island completely surrounded by miles and miles of ocean. He could feel the water wade between toes, and the sand stick to his soles, as he looked around, the door to Wavell’s dimension nowhere to be seen. He then noticed that he was shirtless and just wearing a pair of beach shorts, which surprised him. “Woah, this is trippy,” he muttered to himself as he walked off the beach onto the grass further in, seeing a collection of small beachside villas, two larger buildings, and what appeared to be a lobby, where a young, shirtless and handsome stud stood behind a desk, holding a small flower in hand.
Dane walked over to the desk, but before he could speak, the young hunk turned and smiled. “Dane De Bruin?” he asked.
Dane stepped back. “H-how did you know?”
The handsome stud, who looked around college age, smirked. “Wavell told me everything before you arrived.” Dane chuckled, Wavell was always one step ahead of him. “I’m Drew, by the way,” the himbo-looking stud said, reaching out his hand for Dane to shake.
Dane reciprocated the handshake. “Pleasure to meet you, Drew. Did Wavell already tell you why I’m here?” he replied. Drew simply nodded, and quickly turned around to grab a passion fruit tequila welcome cocktail for Dane, handing it to him.
“We offer a lot of services, but our main purpose here at Drew’s Transformational Resort is magical rejuvenation, helping magicians such as yourself regain control over your powers, and come back feeling relaxed and reborn,” Drew smirked naughtily as he spoke. Luckily, Dane didn’t notice. Drew led Dane down a small, rustic path through the resort, passing by the restaurant and then the spa, all of it looked amazing and luxurious. They stopped at a villa, and Drew opened the door. It was a simple space, but a beautiful one too: a king-sized bed with an extremely soft coconut mattress that felt like sleeping on a cloud; an outdoor shower surrounded by a wall filled with orchid vines; a door that led to the back porch, which had its own swimming pool and jacuzzi; and further out, Dane’s own little cove, which was surrounded by coconut palms and hibiscus trees. It was all spectacularly beautiful.
“Wow,” Dane said, blown away by it all.
“I really worked hard on curating unique experiences for all my guests,” Drew replied, smiling as Dane walked around his villa and took it all in. “And first on the agenda for your Ultimate Relaxation and Rejuvenation package is a whole spa day.”
Dane turned and beamed at Drew. “Lead the way then Drew. I’m so excited for this.”
Drew smiled back and handed Dane his key card for the villa, before he led the way back up the path to the spa. As he looked around, Dane noticed a staff member at the hotel that looked like Drew. Then another one that drove a buggy. And then another at the front desk of the spa. The Drew working at the spa chuckled. “Yep, this whole resort is run by me.”
Dane laughed, impressed. “That’s amazing. So you could basically clone yourself?”
Spa-Drew nodded as he took things from Reception-Drew, leading Dane into a massage room. Dane quickly stripped out of his beach shorts and hopped onto the massage bed, while Spa-Drew placed a pair of AirPods into his ears, which began to play calming jazz music, canceling out all the noise and letting Dane doze off to sleep as Spa-Drew got to work. Once he knew that Dane was completely asleep, thanks to the binaural beats he added to keep Dane asleep in a deep trance, Drew took out a magical kit of essential oils, ointments, scrubs and tools. He smirked, and opened the bottle of plumeria essential oil.
Rubbing some between his hands, Drew began massaging Dane, kneading his back muscles and defining them even more till they were shredded. Reaching his shoulders, Drew built up Dane’s traps, and broadened his shoulders just a bit, his hands defining Dane’s delts, then worked his way down his arms and sculpting them like clay, defining them even further till they looked more youthful and strong. As Drew rubbed the oil all over Dane through the massage, a golden sun-kissed tan began to seep across Dane’s body, washing out his pale white skin until it looked like he spent a lot of time at the beach, and all his body hair receded, leaving him smooth and supple like a baby.
Drew smirked as he peeled off the towel that covered Dane’s ass. Lathering his cheeks up with more oil, he massaged them and rounded them up till they were bubbly yet firm with muscle. Finishing up the backside, Drew knuckled down on Dane’s thighs, shaping them till they were like well-defined tree trunks, and softly pressed on his calves till they gained a more aesthetic diamond shape. Upon reaching his feet, Drew squeezed every part –stretching Dane’s toes, knuckling his soles and pressing his ankles, till Dane’s feet shrunk by just a bit to accommodate his now slightly shorter stature.
Drew took a good look at Dane’s backside before turning him over, lifting Dane up with ease as if he were a paper doll. Once Dane was fully turned around, Drew chuckled as he continued pouring more oil all over Dane’s body. Fondling Dane’s pecs, Drew squeezed the soft, supple man-tits till the hairs receded and the pecs were more sculpted and firm with muscle, then worked down on his abs and sculpted each one till the ridges were sharply defined and looked like a washboard. Since the legs were technically done, Drew simply ran his oiled-up hands over the quads and shins, which caused any remaining leg hairs to completely disappear, then lifted up Dane’s arms to pour a strong, musky oil into it, rubbing it into his pits until the rest of his body began emanating the same intense smell.
Dane’s body was completely transformed, from looking like a big muscular Daddy to a young bodybuilder physique, but Drew wasn’t quite done yet. He smirked as he lifted the still-sleeping Dane across the room to a parlor chair, then grabbing the rest of his tools. First things first, Drew applied some shaving cream onto Dane’s face, massaging it deep into his jaw, then pulled out a razor and began shaving off all of Dane’s stubble and precious mustache. No stubble or facial hair was left behind, as Drew left Dane’s face squeaky clean like a baby. Grabbing the aftershave, he mixed it with some of the plumeria oil and massaged it into Dane’s face. It began to reshape, as his skin began to pull tighter as it regained its youth, pulling Dane back a few years in appearance till it looked like he was in his mid-20s, but the aftershave prevented him from growing any facial hair again.
As he kept up his work, Drew massaged the upper part of Dane’s face, the golden tan creeping up and washing his face, as Drew reshaped Dane’s eyes to have a more almond-like, distinctly Asian shape, while plucking out his eyebrows to define them further and make them look less bushy. Carefully, Drew opened Dane’s eyes and popped in a pair of dark brown, permanent contacts, and pierced Dane’s ears with simple silver diamond studs, making him look even more youthful. Finally, Drew pulled out a pair of scissors, a shaver and a comb, and cut off Dane’s luscious locks till his hair was shorter, with tapered fades on the sides, like a jock’s type of haircut, then topped it off by rubbing some coconut oil into hi hair until Dane’s rich brown waves turned jet black and straight. Dane was too deep in slumber to notice anything amiss, or even feel what was going on, he just felt very relaxed.
Once it was all finished, within just an hour of Dane’s arrival at the resort, Spa-Drew handed Dane over to one of the other Drews, who took him back to his villa, and dressed him up in a tank top, gym shorts and sneakers, and pulled out the AirPods. The magic of the massage and the oils Drew used had definitely rejuvenated him, and had helped rebuild the strength of his magical powers, but gave him a completely new appearance.
It was around sunset when Dane finally woke up, feeling plenty rested after having slept for most of the day. He smiled. “Fuck me, that –” Dane shut his mouth. His voice. It sounded different. Younger, for sure, but it wasn’t the deep, gravelly voice he knew to be his own. He looked down and saw a fitter, more shredded body than his, and his eyes widened. He rushed over to the mirror, and finally saw what had happened – he looked nothing like how he came in – he now had the appearance of a young Asian jock.
“Do you like the new look?” Drew said, leaning against the doorframe leading to the cove. “Enjoy your vacation, Dane. Just relax, get away from it all, and enjoy the new body – it’s yours until you get bored of it!” Drew chuckled as he ran off, leaving Dane stunned.
How will he explain this to Wavell when he goes back?
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The Journey of Living at Downton
Chapter 38: Summer 1924
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In the afternoon, Emma finds a moment to have a break during her shift at the Hospital and decides to wander into the square of the Village to see how far the war memorial is coming along. She's there for only a few minutes when she spots Tom, Robert and Mary walking past and hurries over to them. They must've just finished their meeting with Mr Wavell on Pip's corner. Emma knows there's still disagreement on what to do about Pip's corner. Robert is still stringently against the idea while Tom and Mary support the idea.
"Hello!" She calls to them. Tom sends her a beaming smile while Mary and Robert simply smile in greeting. She reaches them and Tom pecks her on the cheek as they embrace. "How was the meeting?"
Robert grumbles.
Mary grimaces. "Well, Mr Wavell has definitely given us something to think about."
Emma winces in sympathy. "Ah."
"He plans to take over whole field with houses not keeping with the area, selling them off and we get a portion of the profits. One time payment and that's it. It doesn't sound right to me." Robert complains.
Emma shares a look with Tom. She knows her husband can tell that she agrees with Robert. Tom sighs. "Can't stay long, I want to call on the blacksmith. I'll see you all back at the house."
He kisses her cheek and walks away. Mary and Robert stop, spotting Sao eating. Emma turns to see it's Mrs Patmore, with a basket over her arm as if she's been shopping. She's watching the work at the memorial site and wiping tears.
"Mrs Patmore?" Robert calls.
"Oh, good afternoon, M'lord. M'lady. Ma'am." She hurries away, embarrassed that she's been seen.
They all watch after her in confusion.
"I wish I knew what that was about," Robert comments as he and Mary begin walking again. Emma decides to join them for a short while. "And why the funny look when I asked after Shrimpie at luncheon?"
"What's this about Shrimpie?" Emma questions.
"He's back in the country. I didn't want papa to discuss it a luncheon because I suspect he's come to tell Rose they're getting a divorce." Mary explains.
Ah, Emma isn't surprised by that statement. She hasn't met them but from what she's heard, they've never been a well-suited pair.
Robert looks at her alarmed, slowing to a stop. "Are you serious?"
"I'm afraid so. He's hinted at it in his letters, apparently, and I gather things have not been improving." Mary replies.
"That's the end of his career." Robert says solemnly.
"You've said yourself that the Marlboroughs have survived divorce." Mary retorts as they all continue walking again.
"Well, the Marlboroughs are very rich. Shrimpie hasn't got a bean. People will drop them like hot potatoes." Robert counters.
"Are you suggesting that you'll drop Shrimpie?" Emma questions. "Susan's your cousin, not him."
"No, I won't take sides, whatever Susan wants." Robert retorts.
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Emma is thankful she had the day shift at the Hospital today and didn't have to face luncheon where Robert and Tom apparently clashed over their views on the Russian refugees. Emma knows that this is more than ever driving Tom towards their move to America idea.
Thomas had returned from his trip to supposedly see his gravely ill father that morning but when Emma gazed upon him at dinner that night, her suspicions are heightened. Thomas doesn't look well, he's pale and has dark shadows under his eyes.
Her eyes follow him with suspicion and concern as he and Mr Molesley serve coffee in the Drawing room after dinner as she sits on the settee. Billy, Tom and Mary are standing while Rose and Edith sit on chairs nearby.
Cora walks over to where they are all gathered after having a muttered argument with Robert and sits on a chair on the other side of the settee. "Edith, darling, why so glum?"
"I'm not glum, am I?" Edith replies with no upbeat in her tone.
"How's your prodigy child?" Cora asks. This piques Emma's interest, and she keeps an ear open as she talks to Rose.
"I haven't seen her for a while. I was getting rather under their feet, so I thought I'd give them a rest." Edith says.
"I knew that would happen." Robert remarks almost smugly. "Why don't you leave it for a few months?"
"A few months?" Edith looks cloaked up at the thought.
"I should. Then they'll be pleased to see you when you do go back."
Emma frowns in concern. She wishes Edith would just tell someone, other than Rosamund who Emma suspects to be involved in whatever this is.
Mary turns from talking with Tom and Billy to her parents. "Any more thoughts on Pip's Corner?"
"I'd love to understand the merits of the argument." Cora says.
Robert walks dismissively past her as he speaks to Mary and Tom. "You want us to do it, don't you?"
"Well, it's a lump of capital with no outlay. We have to consider it." Tom argues.
"Consider it, yes. But it's complex. Do we really want to start breaking bits off the estate and selling them piecemeal?" Robert counters.
"Emma?" Mary asks.
Emma shrugs. "I agree with Robert. I don't think it is wise to sell land as a lump."
Robert smiles and nods. "Exactly."
"I thought you'd wanted to sell land when Matthew died?" Billy says to Robert.
"I was wrong." Robert admits. "I didn't see then how many owners would chip away at their land until there was nothing viable left. Anyway, we can talk about it tomorrow."
"Not me. I'm going up to London first thing. Aunt Rosamund's taking me to a dress show." Mary says. And to see Tony Gillingham to turn him down.
"It's good to know you've got your priorities straight." Robert remarks.
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The next day, Emma has the day off from the Hospital. Emma spends most of her day with Ivy, Michael, George, Sybbie and their Nannies outside, playing, with Tom joining them briefly on the way while he does his rounds.
When the children are resettled in the Nursery for an afternoon nap for the young ones, Emma takes the chance to browse the Library and do some reading since she has the time. She's sitting on one of the settees reading when Edith comes walking in. She had been in the room earlier but there had been a call for her, so she stepped out.
"It was Michael's office on the telephone." Edith speaks. "There's been a development. Apparently, there's a trial going on in Munich." She sits down on the ottoman. Emma lowers her book. "Of the leader of a group of thugs there."
Emma swallows thickly, trying to keep her voice steady and not to give anything away. "Yes, I've read about this. They wear brown shirts and go around attacking anyone that doesn't fit their ideals. The leader, Adolf Hitler I believe, tried to start a revolution."
"That's it. It was absurd." Edith replies.
Emma presses her lips together. "Maybe. But after the Treaty of Versailles, we shouldn't be surprised that there's this extremism happening. Germany was pushed very hard with the allies' demands after the war."
"It seems it was this gang... that got into a fight with Michael." Edith manages to say.
Emma sighs. "I can easily believe it."
"Yes, but we might be close to finding out what happened to him." Edith is certainly close to tears.
Emma's heart drops. "That's why his office telephoned?" Edith nods. Emma moves so that she can sit next to Edith and puts an arm around her. "I know you probably don't want to hear this but at least we'll know what happened to him, you'll have answers. Surely that's better than the unknown, always wondering?"
Edith is crying now. "But as long as I don't know for sure, then, in a way, I'm keeping him alive. I hate to let go of that." Edith argues. "Can you keep this to yourself, Emma? Until we're told for certain? I don't want to put up with Mary's pity any longer than I have to."
"She will pity you. Who wouldn't?" Emma squeezes her as she strokes her arm.
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Emma learns from Robert why Mrs Patmore was so upset when they had seen her by the memorial. Mrs Patmore's nephew, the one that got shot for cowardice, is not being allowed on his Village's memorial and Mr Carson has been against him being put on Donwton's.
Robert is at the desk and Emma stands next to him as Mrs Patmore is standing nearby, with Mr Carson next to her.
"There are laws that govern the whole business of war memorials." Robert says apologetically.
"So, Mr Carson's told me, M'lord." Mrs Patmore replies softly.
"I appreciate how distressing this is for you and your family."
"Do you, M'lord? Because I'm not sure Mr Carson does." She speaks softly rather than angrily.
"I'm sure Mr Carson is sorry about it as we are. Aren't you, Carson?" Emma looks pointedly at the butler.
"I'm sorry that Mrs Patmore should be distressed, Mrs Branson." Mr Carson replies stiffly.
"But you're not sorry Archie's name's to be left off the memorial." Mrs Patmore retorts. "He volunteered. He didn't wait to be called up. He went to the front to fight, and as for his so-called cowardice... that were like a wound in battle, a wound to his brain, so he didn't know what he was doing. He were a good and decent lad."
"Of course, he was." Robert says.
"We do not doubt it." Emma adds sorrowfully. She can't imagine the pain this must be causing, to imply your relative doesn't matter.
"But doesn't that make him a casualty of war, Ma'am, M'lord? Same as our William or any of them. He could have stayed here, safe and well, until they came for him. But instead, he chose to fight for his country." Her voice fails her.
Robert rises. "It may surprise you to learn, Mrs Patmore, but I agree with you, even though I can do nothing about it. It's not helpful, but I do."
"No, it is helpful." Mrs Patmore reassures him. "It helps to think that decent folk can see our Archie was a victim. Even if Mr Carson can't." She walks out.
"Thank you, Carson." As the servants leave, Cora arrives.
"When does Shrimpie get here? And your ghastly art dealer?" Robert asks his wife. Emma glances at him in surprise. She doesn't particularly like Mr Bricker but she didn't know Robert felt like this towards him.
"They're both on the same train and the car's gone to meet them, so they'll have lots of time to change. And he isn't a dealer. He's a historian." Cora retorts.
"Is he, indeed? Lawks a-mercy. I wish I knew why he was coming."
Emma feels awkward like she's intruding.
"He wants to discuss the painting."
"With you?" Emma winces at that and begins to quickly depart from the room.
"Yes. Is that so shocking?" That harsh retort from Cora is the last thing she hears as she runs from the Library.
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The guests, Shrimpie and Mr Bricker have arrived, and Violet and Isobel have been invited to dinner as well. The only one excluded is Mary who's still in London. Emma had spent all dinner watching Thomas with concern as he doesn't look any better.
The ladies have retired to the Drawing room after dinner. Cora, Emma, Isobel and Rose are talking in one corner of the room, Violet and Edith in the other. Emma glances worriedly over at Edith. It seems she's becoming more and more glum and Emma knows that the news about what might've happened to Michael is not helping plus whatever is happening with the child she's interested in.
The conversation between grandmother and granddaughter is tense and leads to Edith getting up just as the men – Robert, Billy, Tom, Shrimpie and Mr Bricker – have arrived. Shrimpie and Rose move to Violet while Tom and Billy move over to Isobel, Emma and Edith, who's joined them.
"Why not invite Miss Bunting to dinner tomorrow night? Mary will be back - we'll be quite a party. Edith, Tom, Emma, persuade him." Isobel says.
Emma and Tom share an awkward look while Edith shifts uncomfortably.
"I don't think Papa would think it a very good idea." Edith answers.
"It would make things awkward." Emma agrees. Edith gives her a thankful look.
Cora comes over with Mr Bricker behind her. Emma pulls a slight face at the man's appearance.
"What's this?"
"I wanted Billy to invite Miss Bunting to dinner tomorrow, but Edith says Robert won't allow it." Isobel explains.
"Nonsense. Of course, you must bring her, if you like. I insist." Cora declares.
Billy smiles awkwardly.
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Sarah Bunting does end up joining them for dinner. Mr Bricker is seated next to Cora. They're both turned towards one another, muttering between themselves. Emma watches them sceptically from where she sits between Mary and Rose.
Shrimpie addresses Mary across Rose and Emma, "Did you have a good time in London?"
"Quite good. I set myself rather a difficult task, and it's always a relief when it's done, isn't it?" Mary replies breezily. She exchanges a look with Emma that shows she's not as calm as he is trying to appear. Mary had pulled Emma to the side to tell her that apparently, Tony hadn't taken the rejection very well. Emma thinks that's putting it lightly with what was apparently said.
"How are your lessons going?" Emma hears Isobel ask Sarah.
The teacher smiles and is about to answer when Robert cuts through, "What's this?" He questions.
"Miss Bunting is giving instruction to Mrs Patmore's under-cook." Edith explains.
"Oh, yes. I heard about that." Emma frowns. Had he? She doubts it.
This doesn't stop Sarah. "You sound as if you don't approve."
"I approve." Robert retorts. "As long as you're not making... her unsettled."
Sarah sees his hesitation. "You don't know her name, do you?"
Emma glances at Tom, who's sitting between Sarah and Edith to see he's already looking at her. He's as worried and as uncomfortable as she is.
Billy leans towards her from between Edith and Isobel. "Sarah, please."
"Of course, he does. Daisy." Mary says with false cheer.
"Well, he knows it now."
"Well, he hardly interacts with her, does he?" Emma butts in, trying to calm the situation.
"I knew it before. And from what I've been told, it sounds as if you're upsetting her and Mrs Patmore." Robert counters Sarah's claim.
"I think you should drop this." Violet mutters.
"Why don't you send for her? Bring Daisy in and ask her yourself." Sarah pushes.
Billy looks very disquieted while Mr Carson looks scandalised.
"I'm sure she's too busy." Robert replies.
"I doubt she's too too busy to answer a summons from you." Sarah retorts. Robert puts his glass down with a clank.
"We don't want to embarrass her." Tom says pointedly.
Robert ignores this. "Carson?"
"This is the busiest time of their day, M'lord." The butler replies. "Maybe it would be better—"
Sarah scoffs at this with a slight smile. Emma narrows her eyes at the woman. She's all for social justice and equality but why does she have to be so hateful? It's not exactly going to win this lot over.
Robert catches this. "No. Fetch her." He cuts Mr Carson off. "And ask Mrs Patmore to come up as well."
"Very good, M'lord." Mr Carson leaves.
There's an embarrassed silence all around the table. Even the servants look deeply unsettled.
"Your father may regret this." Violet murmurs to Mary.
Mr Carson returns upstairs with Mrs Patmore and Daisy in tow. The two women look rather alarmed.
"Is something wrong with the dinner, M'lord?" Mrs Patmore questions somewhat shakily.
"Not at all." Cora reassures her.
"No, we apologise, Mrs Patmore, for interfering with your duties in this strange and inconsiderate way." Violet adds, taking a dig at Sarah.
"Mrs Patmore, Carson tells me you feel Daisy's lessons have disturbed the peace of the Kitchen." Robert says, directing them to why the two had been brought up in the first place.
Daisy looks at Mrs Patmore in surprise. "Did you say that?"
"I don't know what I said. I was upset about that other business." Mrs Patmore replies. Emma feels the sorrow fill her. Poor Archie.
"I wondered if it were true." Robert interrupts. "Daisy?"
"Well, I'm sorry if I've made trouble downstairs." Daisy says.
"Well, you haven't. Not really." Mrs Patmore rebuffs.
"But I must say this, M'lord. Miss Bunting here has opened my eyes to a world of knowledge I knew nothing of. Maybe I'll stay a cook all my life, but I have choices now, interests, facts at my fingertips. And I'd never have had any of that if she hadn't come here to teach me." Daisy speaks with such real passion that Emma feels emotional, and she can see some of the others feel the same.
"Brava. Well said." Isobel congratulates.
"Quite a testimonial." Shrimpie remarks.
"May we go, M'lord? Only we've still got the pudding and the savouries." Mrs Patmore asks.
"Of course. Thank you." Robert accepts. The two women leave. "Obviously, the lessons have proved successful. I'm pleased to hear it."
"Are you, Lord Grantham?" Sarah Bunting is a woman who just can't let it go.
Mary rolls her eyes. "Oh, for heaven's sake, let it go. You've proved your point."
"Have I, though? All I've proved is that Lord Grantham would like us serfs to stay in our allotted place from cradle to grave."
Robert finally loses his temper. He jumps up from his chair and turns his furious face towards Sarah as he yells, "There is only one thing I would like, and that I would like passionately! It is to see you leave this house and never come back!" He throws his napkin down with such force that he makes the plates and glasses rattle causing everyone to startle and marches out.
Emma gives Sarah a disappointed look. "Happy now?" She asks sarcastically.
Billy looks ready to cry and Tom looks over at him sympathetically.
Violet takes it upon herself to save what can be saved of the evening. "Edith, dear, are you still writing that very interesting column?"
Edith takes it. "Yes, Granny."
"Oh, you must show me some of them. What is the latest one about?"
"What are they all about? The way the world is changing."
Nice try. The awkward silence continues.
——
Emma walks up the stairs with Tom. Up on the gallery, she finds Billy leaning on the balustrade, looking lost. Emma gives her husband a look, trying to convey that she wants to talk to Billy on his own. Tom nods, kisses her and carries on to their room.
"Billy?" Emma says to get his attention.
Billy turns and Emma can almost see tears in his eyes. He gives her a listless smile. "Emma..."
Emma gives him a sympathetic smile as she walks up to stand next to him. "Suppose it's wrong for me to ask how you are."
Billy sighs, looking out into the Great Hall. "I don't know what to do..."
"Do you love her?"
Billy frowns. "I don't know, I could, maybe."
"I don't know if this helps but I don't think she's the right person for you." Emma admits.
Billy turns to her, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Whether you stay or go in the future, it doesn't matter as you'll always be attached to the Crawleys. Your daughter is the granddaughter of the Earl and Countess of Grantham. Sarah Bunting will never truly accept that. You need someone that can accept this other side of your life." Emma explains.
Billy is deep in thought again and turns to look out once more.
"I'll say goodnight." Emma says, rubbing his arm.
Billy gives her a slight smile. "Goodnight."
——
"Mrs Branson?" Emma turns to see Miss Baxter hovering in the corridor.
"Miss Baxter?" Emma gives the woman a polite smile. She doesn't really know Cora's lady's maid very well other than she's close with Thomas and the whole Thomas knowing she was a criminal but that seems resolved as Cora has allowed Miss Baxter to stay on.
"There's something that's been worrying me, and I don't know who to turn to and I thought you are probably the best way to turn." Miss Baxter explains, shifting uncomfortably.
"What is it?"
"It's Thomas. I don't know if you've noticed he's been unwell since returning from seeing his father?"
Emma frowns she had noticed that. "Yes, I had."
"At first, I thought maybe he was the one who was actually ill but then I found a magazine of his." Miss Baxter admits.
The look on her face worries Emma. "Go on?"
"I think- I think he's trying to change himself."
Emma feels her heart drop. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
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President Ramkalawan Elevates Seychelles Defence Officers
Presidential Honors for Defence Officers
From the heart of Victoria, Seychelles, a significant event unfolded as President Wavel Ramkalawan, also the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, presided over a prestigious ceremony. Here, he honored Seychelles Defence Forces (SDF) officers with promotions and commissions, acknowledging their merit, expertise, and exceptional leadership. The ceremony, imbued with tradition and respect, began with a blessing from Chaplain Lieutenant Colonel Louis Agathine.
President's Commendation and Call for Excellence
Recognizing Officer Achievements
In his address, President Ramkalawan extended heartfelt congratulations to the SDF officers. He recognized their capabilities, furthered by studies, qualifying them for their new ranks. He lauded these men and women in uniform for their continuous dedication to serving their country and its citizens. Additionally, he urged all officers to take their roles seriously, maintaining high standards of professionalism and leadership to uplift the force and Seychelles as a whole.
Acknowledging Collective Efforts
The President seized this opportunity to express gratitude to all service men and women for their devotion and professionalism displayed throughout the year. Furthermore, he highlighted the fruitful collaboration between the SDF and the Seychelles Police, leading to successful operations and the maintenance of peace and security. Subsequently, he concluded by emphasizing the importance of teamwork and dedication to their mission.
Chief of Defence's Perspective
Emphasizing Responsibilities with Promotion
Brigadier Michael Rosette, Chief of Seychelles Defence Forces, stressed that these promotions and commissions signify not just personal achievements but also bring new responsibilities. He encouraged those not promoted to remain undeterred, urging them to be more determined, resilient, and perseverant.
Celebrating the Promoted Officers
A List of Achievements
The ceremony was marked by the promotion of 14 officers to various ranks, recognizing their service and dedication. These promotions included Lieutenant Colonel Rodney Zarine, Majors such as Dr. Dania Woodcock, and Captains including Mr. Daniel Magloire, Mr. Michel Payet, among others. The event also acknowledged the promotion of several Lieutenants, such as Mr. Gerry Boniface, Ms. Stephanie Anderson, and Mr. Christopher Hoareau.
Special Mention
Ms. Melina Crispin received special recognition for her promotion to Lieutenant before her assignment to Manama, Bahrain, as the "Maritime Security Enhancement Training (MSET) Planner" at the CMF Headquarters.
Commissioning of Devoted Personnel
Honoring Dedicated Service
In addition to promotions, two devoted personnel were commissioned as officers in the SDF, acknowledging their years of dedicated service and expertise. These were Major Donn Du Perez and Lieutenant Sandy Ernesta, both specialists in their respective fields.
A New Era for the SDF
President Ramkalawan's decision to promote and commission these officers marks a new era in the SDF, characterized by renewed leadership and expertise. The ceremony not only celebrated individual achievements but also reinforced the collective strength and commitment of the Seychelles Defence Forces. Looking ahead, these newly promoted and commissioned officers are set to play pivotal roles in advancing the security and prosperity of Seychelles.
Sources: THX News & Office of the President of the Republic of Seychelles.
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Happy 28th Birthday to the great Serena’s Song!
Serena was an absolute beast of a racehorse back in the 90s. She ran 38 times from 2 to 4, with 18 victories and 14 other top 3 finishes.
At 2 she won the G2 Landaluce Stakes, G1 Oakleaf (now the Chandelier) and G1 Starlet. She was beaten just a head by Flanders in the 1994 Breeders Cup Juvenile Fillies and was beaten only 1/2 length by future Big Cap winner Mr. Purple in the G2 Hollywood Juvenile Champion Stakes against the boys. In 10 races at 2 she was worse than 4th only once, and that was in her debut.
Serena’s Song took things to another level as a 3yr old.
She hit the ground running in January, reeling off 4 straight victories in the G3 Santa Ynez, G1 Las Virgenes, G1 Santa Anita Oaks, and then left California and the girls behind to dominate Tejano Run in the G2 Jim Beam (now the Jeff Ruby Steaks) at Turfway. After besting the boys in a prep, Serena went to the Kentucky Derby as the favorite but faded after setting a hot, pressured pace. She came right back to win the G2 Black-Eyed Susan on Preakness Day and followed that up with a Belmont Day win in the G1 Mother Goose. After a runner-up finish in the G1 CCA Oaks, she became the first filly to win the G1 Haskell, then turned around and beat the girls again in the G1 Gazelle. She was beaten by Mariah’s Storm (Giant’s Causeway’s dam) in her first try against older horses, but came back to beat older mares in the G1 Beldame. She capped an amazing 13 race year with an anticlimactic 5th in the G1 BC Distaff.
Serena’s Song didn’t win a lot at 4, but her campaign was one of the most ambitious you’ll ever see for a modern 4yr old filly. She kicked it off with a pair of G1 wins in the Santa Monica and Santa Maria, but her only other wins of her 15 race season came much later in the G3 Pimlico Distaff (now the Allaire DuPont Distaff), G3 Fleur De Lis, and G1 Hempstead (now the Ogden Phipps). But in between those wins she was 2nd or 3rd in the G1 Apple Blossom, G2 Louisville Breeders Cup Handicap (now the La Troienne), G1 Vanity, G1 Whitney, G1 Phillip H. Iselin, G1 Ruffian, G1 Beldame, G1 BC Distaff, and G2 Churchill Downs Distaff. Her lone off the board finish was a 7th behind her old rival Mr. Purple in the G1 Santa Anita Handicap.
Serena’s Song was a beast of a horse. Not only was she constantly competitive against the best horses - male or female - for for 3 years of racing, she went more than a month between races exactly once in her entire career. She was the champion 3yo filly of 1995.
But that’s not all. After retiring from her Hall of Fame racing career, Serena’s Song turned out to be a very good broodmare. She produced 9 winners from 12 foals, including graded stakes winners: Grand Reward, Harlington, Schramsberg, and Sophisticat.
The best of her sons at stud was Harlington, the sire of Wavell Avenue.
The most influential of her daughter so far is Serena’s Tune. Serena’s Tune had only 4 foals before dying, but one of those was Serena’s Cat. Serena’s Cat was a stakes winner who would go on to produce G1 winner and champion older male Honor Code, along with other stakes winners.
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Italian Lack of Enthusiasm
Mr. Duff Cooper, Minister of Information, in a broadcast last night, said that if events both in Libya and in Albania indicated a certain lack of determination and enthusiasm in the Italian soldiery there were causes to which this could be attributed without the imputation of lack of valour.
The people of Italy never wanted to invade Albania. They never wanted to invade Greece. Still less did they ever want to invade Egypt. There was plenty of room for the Italian colonists in the wide and empty places of Northern Africa. Therefore the Italian people felt that they were fighting for a bad cause - in fact, for no cause at all - that they had been misled by their Government, and they longed only to get back to the peace they were enjoying before.
But all their weakness did not detract in any way from the glory of those to whom the credit was due; “it is due to the military genius of General Wavell and to the training and gallantry of the brave troops he leads.”
(The Times, London, England, January 3, 1941)
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Teacher Export from Ghana to Seychelles: Earnings | Salary |2022
Teacher Export from Ghana to Seychelles: Earnings | Salary |2022
Teacher Export from Ghana to Seychelles | Earnings | Salary (2022)
The Seychelles government, led by Mr. Wavel Ramkalawan, has requested the services of professional teachers in Ghana.
According to him, the request is to help boost the education system in Seychelles after a higher competency level has been showcased by five Ghanaian teachers already in country.
This was revealed when s, Mr…
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Seychelles becomes second African country to begin COVID-19 vaccinations
Seychelles becomes second African country to begin COVID-19 vaccinations
Seychelles has began vaccinating its population against coronavirus, the second African nation to do so after Guinea – which acquired limited doses of the Russia’s Sputnik V vaccine – last month.Seychelles President Wavel Ramkalawan was the first to receive the jab on Sunday at an event broadcast on live television.“It’s exactly as if I was getting any vaccine,” Mr Ramkalawan said encouraging…
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Jaishankar calls on Seychelles Prez Ramkalawan, reiterates India’s resolve to enhance ties
VICTORIA: External affairs minister S Jaishankar, who concluded his visit to Seychelles on Saturday, called on President Wavel Ramkalawan where he reiterated India’s resolve to further enhance the India-Seychelles strategic partnership in the post-Covid era.
“During his (Jaishankar’s) visit, he called on H.E. President Wavel Ramkalawan at State House on 27th November 2020. EAM also held talks with his counterpart H.E. Mr. Sylvestre Radegonde, Minister of Foreign Affairs and Tourism of Seychelles. He conveyed an invitation from the Indian leadership to President Ramkalawan to visit India in 2021, read a statement from the Ministry of External Affairs.
“EAM reiterated India’s resolve to further enhance the India-Seychelles strategic partnership in the post-Covid era. He spoke of the centrality of Seychelles to India’s vision of SAGAR (Security And Growth for All in the Region) that characterized India’s policy towards the Indian Ocean Region,” the ministry added.
The ministry further said that Ramkalwan appreciated the assistance provided by India during the pandemic in the form of medical supplies and critical drugs. It added that he “appreciated the assistance provided by India” during the pandemic in the form of medical supplies and critical drugs.
“EAM, on his part, emphasized India’s commitment to support the interests and aspirations of Seychelles and take this cooperation to a higher level,” the ministry’s statement read further.
Jaishankar also held talks with Seychelles’ Foreign Minister Radegonde as well where the two ministers discussed “various aspects of bilateral relations” that included: “including development partnership, capacity building, defence cooperation, people to people and cultural ties, trade, tourism & commerce, as well as health.”
source https://bbcbreakingnews.com/2020/11/29/jaishankar-calls-on-seychelles-prez-ramkalawan-reiterates-indias-resolve-to-enhance-ties/
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Anglican priest to be President of the Seychelles
AN ANGLICAN priest and leader of the Seychelles Democratic Alliance, the Revd Wavel Ramkalawan, is to be the fifth President of the Seychelles after winning the election on Sunday with 54.9 per cent of the vote. It is his sixth attempt, and the first time an opposition leader has won the election in 44 years. His rival, the former president, Danny Faure, was running under the recently renamed United Seychelles party, which had been in power since 1977. Fr Ramkalawan studied at St Paul’s Theological College in Mauritius before his ordination to the priesthood in 1985. He later studied theology at Birmingham University, before returning to parish ministry in the Seychelles, latterly as priest-in-charge of the Parish of the Holy Saviour, Anse Royale. He said of his victory on Wednesday: “It is important to find how we can reconcile our people to go forward.”
Melbourne’s Festival Hall bought by Hillsong
FESTIVAL HALL in Melbourne, Australia, has been bought by the Charismatic Evangelical megachurch, Hillsong, for $23.375 million, after three years on the market, it was reported this week. The senior pastor of Hillsong, Brian Houston, made the announcement during a virtual church service on Sunday. The concert hall, which has hosted world-famous musicians, including the Beatles and Frank Sinatra, would probably continue to host outside performances, Mr Houston said, with Hillsong being the “anchor tenant” holding services each Sunday. Hillsong has attracted a large young following in recent years, including the singer Justin Bieber. In 2015, however, Mr Houston was found by the Royal Commission into Institutional Responses to Child Sexual Abuse to have failed to report allegations of abuse made against his father, Frank Houston, who has been accused of sexually abusing nine boys (Press, 27 September 2019). Some musicians have pledged to boycott the venue.
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