Ever since Debbie used the R-word to her
stepfather, Brian has been wandering around, wringing his hands and wondering
what to do next. “Without the farm, what am I for?” he asked Jennifer, adding
that, at 71, he’s too young to retire. Fortunately, she didn’t reply “beats
me”.
The trouble is, of course, that he has no great
hobbies to fall back on and he is getting on a bit for his most popular
extra-curricular activity, which was bonking everything that moved and quite a
lot that didn’t. He’s been ousted as Chairman of Borsetshire Land and now Adam
is in effective control of Home Farm. In short, there’s nothing for Brian to
do. He even went down The Bull the other evening as his entire family were out
doing other things and no doubt he could envisage many more evenings of yawning
emptiness stretching before him.
The man needs something to occupy his time – he
can’t keep going down the pub, as there’s only so many times a man can bear to
hear Kenton banging on about how awful it all is before reaching for the
sleeping tablets. What can he do? We need to find him a hobby.
He doesn’t play golf – indeed, we rarely hear him
say anything much about any sport. He does shoot a little, but that’s hardly a
full-time occupation.
If he wants to stay involved with the farm, perhaps
Adam could encourage him to become more hands-on. Brian could take over from
Adam, spending long nights in the lambing shed – after all, Adam plans to stop
March lambing and have the sheep give birth later, so the nights would be a bit
warmer for Brian. If lambing doesn’t appeal, Brian could become part of Adam’s
team of fruit pickers – inside work (well, in the polytunnels anyway) and he
could start learning Polish, or Romanian or whatever. There may even be some
female pickers who might give him the chance to resume his favourite hobby,
mentioned in paragraph two.
Should Brian wish to re-engage with the world of
commerce, then why not become a volunteer in the village shop? After all,
Sabrina Thwaite works there sometimes and you never know… Sadly, Susan works
there too and thinks she is in overall charge, and I can’t see Brian taking
orders off – or even listening to – Susan, can you?
How about yoga? I’m sure Kate would be only too
eager to teach him the basics and help him get his Yin and Yang sorted, or
whatever it is she does. She probably wouldn’t charge him that much either. The
trouble is that Brian can’t stand more than about 10 seconds of his daughter’s
company and you can’t do a lot of yoga in 10 seconds.
He could travel – go and see Debbie in Hungary for
instance and try to mess up her life, as he feels she has his. Or he could go
and see Matt in Costa Rica or to wherever it is the Producer has consigned him.
Or he could throw himself into the activities of the Church – no, I can’t see
Brian suddenly becoming a God-botherer, either. Not unless there was a lady
vicar, of course.
How about amateur detective? Brian could don his
deerstalker and try to find out what has happened to Darrell, who has vanished
from the face of the Earth
I am running out of options. Can the man paint?
Maybe he should write a book – his autobiography would probably make “50 Shades
of Grey” seem like “Noddy Goes to Sea”. On second thoughts, maybe not – I think
Jennifer is to be admired for taking on Ruairi (although she knows very well
which side her bread is buttered) but even she might get a tad upset reading
page after page of her husband’s sexual infidelities over the decades.
Any ideas anybody? I am leaning towards one
activity and that is cooking. After all, Brian forked out thousands for the new
kitchen, so he might as well get some use out of it. And consider; it’s inside,
it’s warm and the corkscrew is nice and handy – what more could a man ask for
in his twilight years?
Perhaps he should enter the Great British Bake Off?
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