Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (20) Jubilee Girl (Part 03)
One day Simon Clarke was fishing up at Jubilee Park on the shady spot by the point on the south side of the Lake.
It was during the school summer holidays, though he had left Jubilee Academy 3 years earlier he just happened to have a day off on that day.
He worked at Dulcets Farm on the Purplemere Road and they had been stock checking all the previous weekend so he had a couple of days off in lieu.
As it was a nice day so he decided to go fishing up at the Jubilee Park boating lake.
It was a well-stocked little lake and you could still fish it even though some tree hugging idiot had decided to introduce Australian Black Swans to the lake and they didn’t mix with the fishermen so they tried to ban fishing but in the end they relocated the swans after one of them attacked a toddler.
Jubilee Park was one of his favourite places in the whole world and he had been going there for years.
Apart from the fishing, there was the boating lake, and a miniature railway, picnic areas and acres of grass and it was the place he felt most at peace and where he was often lost in dreams.
He had loved it at Jubilee Park for as long as he could remember and the Lake was particularly special because it was where his dad taught him how to fish.
On that warm sunny August day by Jubilee Lake he was sat on his folding stool on the little peninsula fishing beneath the shade of his favourite old oak tree.
He had just cast out and was enjoying the gentle breeze off the water when a soft voice said
He didn't need to turn around to know who that sweet voice belonged to, it was one he knew so well but he turned around anyway.
“Hi” he responded
As he looked around he saw Bronwyn standing with the sun at her back.
He took it on faith that it was her because with the breeze stirring the strands of her brunette hair and the golden sun behind it she appeared to have a fiery halo that left her face in shadow.
But her silhouetted shape beneath her summer dress left him in no doubt.
“I thought it was you” she said “no work today?”
“No” he replied “Day off”
The sun was temporarily obscured by a cloud and he could see her lovely face for the first time.
She had filled out a bit since he first saw the scrawny little girl with the skinny legs and black socks that he fell in love with six years earlier.
“Have you caught anything?” she asked as she sat down on the bank next to him.
“Not yet” he admitted
“So what brings you here?” he asked
“I’ve been shopping in The Mall with Katie Young” she replied “and I’m on my way home”
“The lake is a bit out of your way isn’t it?” he asked already knowing the answer
“Yes” Bron admitted gazing out over the lake “but I love it here”
“Me too” he concurred wistfully
It seemed fitting to him that he should be seated at the place that was most special to him with the girl who was most special to him.