BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
The rest of the passengers
were too busy earwigging their conversation to bother about the panorama
of London, the surrounding counties laid out beneath them.
Fortunately Toby, who’d been staring, silent and rapt, at the view as
they’d risen slowly up into the sky suddenly shouted, ‘Look, Mummy!
There’s a ship!’
And, desperate for any distraction, she looked.
For a moment she only saw the river curving away towards Tower
Bridge and the grey bulk of HMS Belfast looking like a toy battleship. Then
reality kicked in.
She was standing in mid-air with nothing to hold on to, and marriage,
convenient or otherwise, was the last thing on her mind.
Bab Populer