Downshire Diary – (53) The Student Muse (Part 02)
It had been a most unproductive Friday and he was not in the best of moods.
He had been on the phone all morning, not one of his favourite activities, firstly he had a very long winded call from his agent about a literary dinner in Nettlefield, which was only a few days away, he thought he should attend as he had been nominated in two categories, having initially decided just to ignore it as it was in Nettlefield.
He wasn’t keen at all and he normally only accepted those kinds of invitations in order to facilitate a night in a hotel with the love of his life and muse extraordinaire Juliana, but she was going back to University.
So he declined, his agent insisted, he declined again, he insisted again, Owen declined more emphatically, his agent insisted more forcefully, eventually and with great reluctance he agreed, if for no other reason than to get him off the phone.
He then called the garage to see if his car was ready, which it wasn’t, which posed another problem as he was supposed to be driving Juliana to Abbottsford in it.
So he phoned her dad, Gregory, and explained about the car and he said he could use the Molesworth family Volvo.
So it was late afternoon when he decided it was time to shower and get ready for his date with Juliana, she would be returning to University in Abbottsford the next day for the start of her final year so their date would be the last one for a while.
Juliana and a bunch of friends had rented an old Victorian house and he was helping her move her stuff in.
Under normal circumstances they would have moved in at the beginning of July but the week before their tenancy began the water tank in the loft sprang a leak and brought down the ceiling and made quite a mess.
So the occupancy had been delayed while the repairs were being done, now that they were complete the whole group were moving their stuff in.
They did have the option to renew their tenancy in the house they were in the previous year but it had turned out to be a bit of a slum.
He was going to walk up to Juliana’s when she finished work so they could load all her stuff into the Molesworth family Volvo.
They would then unload her stuff into her room, have a take away with her friends then Owen would leave her up there to unpack her stuff and drive the car back to Denmead and then he wouldn’t see her for a few weeks.
He reached chez Molesworth ahead of schedule to find Juliana’s dad, Gregory, had started loading the car without him and Juliana hadn’t arrived home from work.
“Hold on Greg, you should have waited for me”
“Hello Owen” he said “I just thought I’d make a start as she’s running late”
“Come on then I'll give you a hand” Owen offered
They had it all loaded and were sitting in the kitchen by the time Juliana got home.
“Sorry I’m late” She said “The pub was unbelievably busy and Emma was late in so I stayed to cover”
“Don’t worry darling” her dad said “Owen and I have the car loaded”
“Really?” She said and kissed them both “my heroes”
She then joined them in a cuppa before going to get changed, she was only gone about half an hour and when she came back she was wearing a short denim skirt and a pale blue short sleeved shirt, and not forgetting blue and white ankle socks.
Her short curly red hair was still wet from the shower and left damp splodges on the shoulders of her top.
“Do you want something to eat” her mum Lavinia asked
“No thanks mum” she answered “We're eating there”
She looked up at the clock then turned to Owen and said
“We need to get going”