Bartleby
Last
week we had Joe Grundy being listless and miserable - yes, I too was gobsmacked
- but it’s an ill wind and all that, as Joe’s lack of appetite meant that Eddie
could have his breakfast bacon and sausage. Eddie tells his dad that they might
have a surprise for him later on. “That’ll be nice” says Joe, in a rather
abstracted tone.
And
what is the surprise? Well, Eddie and Ed plan to move Susan’s old mangle back
to Grange Farm. This is no mean feat, as the machine in question is very heavy
and very rusty, but with much puffing and panting, they get it positioned where
it always used to stand back in Susan Grundy’s day. An excited Eddie calls for
Joe to come and see and is severely disappointed by his reaction (or, rather,
lack of it), telling his father that that’s the last time he tries to do
something nice for him.
Ed,
however, realises that all is not as it should be and asks Joe if something is
up? Joe replies that he’s all right, but Bartleby hasn’t been right for weeks
and all Joe’s home-made remedies have not helped any. Joe says that it’s time
to call in the vet. “What’s that gonna cost?” asks an alarmed Eddie. Joe
replies that he doesn’t care (of course he doesn’t - he won’t be paying it) and
that he cannot bear to see the horse suffering any longer. Eddie, who has only
just finished telling Ed that he thinks they are OK to pay the rent for this
month, but that it will be very difficult in the winter months, is presumably
thinking that Alistair should bring his shotgun and, if Joe moans, well, there
are two barrels, after all.
Alistair
turns up and diagnoses arthritis. There’s good news and bad news and more bad
news. Bad news one: it cannot be cured. Good news: it can be treated. Bad news
two: treatment is on-going and the costs will mount up over the years. Joe
decides to think it over and, in the meantime, try Bartleby on cod liver oil.
He implores Alistair to “be Christian” when it comes to making out the bill and
Alistair’s response is that he is cheaper than a conventional, multi-vet
practice. “I know I can count on you Alistair Lloyd” says Joe.
But
for how long? Alistair is in fact on his way to have lunch with a partner in a
North Borsetshire firm of vets, who have expressed an interest in buying
Alistair’s practice. Not only will this give Alistair the chance to do new
things - like taking a day off - but should free up some capital to allow Shula
to become Joint Master of the Hunt. By the time lunch is over, Alistair has
agreed to sell, assuming the price is right. When he tells Shula, she is really
grateful and, when she in her turn tells Oliver that she is willing to put her
name forward to become JM, she adds that she could not have a more supportive
husband, which probably means that something bad or horrible is about to
happen.
Speaking
of bad and horrible, Rob is still “hanging around the village like a bad smell”
to quote Ed Grundy. On Sunday, Ed runs into Rob at the shop and Rob tries to
engage him in conversation, but Ed isn’t having any of it. Later on, Ed pops
into The Bull for a drink and Rob is there too, trying to get served, with a
singular lack of success, as first Jolene and then Kenton ignore him. Rob
offers to buy Ed a drink (“if we can ever get served!”) and says “Twice in one
day - anyone would think you are following me.” “Well, I ain’t Rob - you can be
sure of that” Ed replies, adding that he’ll get his own drink, thanks all the
same.
At
this moment, the row between Rex and Toby, which has been simmering ever since
Rex walked into the pub, where Toby has taken Bert for a lunchtime drink, gets
louder and louder. In fact, the bad feeling between the Fairbrothers has been
escalating all day, with Rex being awkward over breakfast and sniping at Toby
all the time. At the pub, Rob tries to intervene, telling the brothers that, if
they have a disagreement, why not take it outside? “Shut up Rob!” the brothers
shout in unison, but Bert tells them that this isn’t really the place for a
row. Rex agrees, saying that he’ll go and find somewhere else to drink. “And
don’t hurry back” Toby tells him.
Later
on, Rob goes to Bridge Farm for his three-hour contact with Jack (we aren’t
told whether or not he ever got his meal at The Bull) and he mentions to Pat
that he has been sorting out Helen and Henry’s things and they are up at the
cottage. “If you don’t want me to put them out for the dustmen, someone had
better collect them - pronto” says the charmer.
When
she learns of this, Helen is uninterested, saying that she doesn’t want
anything that reminds her of Rob. However, Pat keeps on at her, saying that
there might be some of Henry’s toys and suchlike, until her daughter gives in
and says OK, she can go and collect them. Pat brings back a load of bin bags,
but Helen cannot bring herself to go through them, until Lilian tells her that
she had to do pretty much the same after Matt upped and left and, while she was
dreading it, she actually found it cathartic. The two go through the bags
together and Helen finds it easier and less traumatic than she expected.
Indeed, there were some occasions (such as finding Henry’s Squiggle the
squirrel toy) that brought back happy memories.
Towards
the end of the week, Pat comes across Helen in the Dairy, making cheese and she
says that her daughter looks different somehow - more contented. Helen admits
that it’s good to be back in the Dairy and she’s been considering whether or
not to make a formal complaint against Rob for coercive behaviour. In the end,
Helen decides that she couldn’t face another long, legal fight and, although she
knows that she might be letting some people down, she has decided not to pursue
any complaint. “I’ve got to get my life back” Helen says, adding “I just need
to focus on me and the boys - if that’s all right?” Pat says “Of course it is,
darling” and the two women hug.
A
few weeks ago, we brought up the question of who is paying for the services of
Anna Tregorran, and last week, we learned that the final bill for legal costs
etc. is in excess of £30,000, which is slightly more than they have in their
small change jar. Should they ask Peggy to help out? Tony says ’no’, and tells
Pat “We’ve been through tough times before and survived them - we’ll get
through this together.” He also reminds Pat that they would have paid three
times as much money to get their daughter back. They do decide not to tell
Helen and Tom just yet, although they will have to be told eventually, as they
are partners in the farm.
The
reason for not telling Tom just yet is that he has just found out that his
Nuffield scholarship has been approved. Not only that, but he has been given a
sponsor - not Justin Elliot, as they all thought, but the firm for which Alice
works, Pryce Baumann. As if that were not enough, the two farms in Germany that
Helen earmarked as likely places for Tom to visit have both said that a visit
would be fine. Tom is on a real high (as is Helen) and Pat and Tony think that
it would be cruel to give them the bad news now - wait till the bailiffs are
knocking at the door.
There
have been developments in the Pip/Toby saga. Pip is cooking pasta for them both
and the portions are meagre, to say the least - something which Toby makes
abundantly plain, saying that he needs to keep his strength up. Never mind, Pip
says that there are always lots of cakes at Brookfield and she will go and get
some. While she is helping herself to flapjacks, Jill walks into the room and
demands to know what she is doing. Jill says in no uncertain terms that it is
not OK for Pip to take flapjacks or cakes and she is a grown woman who should
be living independently and not raiding food from other people’s cupboards.
Pip
is somewhat shocked and tells her gran “This isn’t about my independence at
all, is it? It’s about Toby.” “Nonsense” Jill replies, but Pip asks why is she
punishing her and “You just hate him because he’s a Fairbrother - it’s
completely stupid.” Jill retorts that the whole family has never been anything
but trouble, even as far back as - ” Pip realises that Jill was going to
mention Grace’s name and accuses her grandmother of being jealous of Phil’s
first wife, who died in the 1950s. Jill says that Pip has made a bad choice and
let them all down and a tearful Pip can’t believe that Jill is being so nasty.
She walks out, telling Jill “Don’t worry, I’ll never eat one of your cakes ever
again.”
If
Jill was trying to put Pip off Toby, she has miscalculated badly, as Pip goes
straight over to Rickyard and suggests to a rather surprised Toby that he moves
in with her. He asks her if she is sure and, when she says ‘yes’, he says he’d
love to. “That’s much better than cake.” I cannot help feeling that this isn’t
going to help the relationship between Toby and Rex - the two have already said
that they both think going into business together was a mistake. Still, at
least Toby won’t have to put up with Rex’s moodiness and sniping at breakfast
now.
Jill
drops in at Lower Loxley, where Elizabeth is having a bit of trouble with a
conference they are hosting. Freddie comes home from school and Lizzie asks
Jill if she would keep an eye on him, as he should be revising for his maths
GCSE resit, which is coming up next month. Freddie tells Jill that he had hoped
never to study maths again, but he has been helped by Iftikar, who he has
contacted by e-mail on a couple of occasions.
Jill
later tells Elizabeth, who didn’t know about the contact with Ifti. Elizabeth
also tells Jill that she and Ifti liked each other, but it didn’t come to
anything, as it was too soon after Nigel’s death. She adds that it will
probably never feel right - look at the mess she got into with Roy. Jill says
that he was the wrong man, plus he was married, and she shouldn’t give up on
men altogether - she just needs to meet the right one. “Between the children
and Lower Loxley, I haven’t got room in my life for a man.” Elizabeth answers,
so it’s probably odds on that she will be starring in a romantic storyline
before long. Actually, if things go according to plan, it won’t be that long
before Rob is divorced by Helen and is a free agent once more - now that would
make for an interesting storyline!
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