Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 877.

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Wuthering Dormice
(aka Bike)
Part 877
by Angharad

Copyright © 2010 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.

That I slept fitfully probably comes as no surprise, what with the risk of shenanigans in the bedrooms and bad dreams about the forthcoming meeting, I had a rather poor night.

As far as I could tell nothing happened and everyone stayed in their own bed. I was up early, so was Tom, who was muttering about the snow–we’d had more in the night.

Looking at it through the window, I did wonder if even a 4x4 would get through it, so we could be stuck with Dr Sage a bit longer–I suppose as long as no one did any stuffing, in this house at any rate, it could be worse. At least he was decorative.

Tom informed me tersely that Gareth knew of my previous status. I felt that was as good as a slap in the face, so didn’t pursue who had told him. I suppose it was no great secret but it did tend to ensure I’d be out of any running for a bit of slap and tickle. Would Stella do a thing like that? Absolutely.

At least Julie couldn’t tell him–she didn’t know. Did Tom tell him? Was it common knowledge? I was too weary to rack my little brain any further. I poured some tea and sipped it. It was too hot to drink comfortably, but the burning in my mouth made me think of things more immediate.

A fragment of dream I recalled was being humiliated in the meeting by Perryman–who called me Mr Watts, rather loudly, then apologised, ‘Sorry, that was what we always called him at Sussex.’ I shuddered when I thought of it.

“Do you think, Perryman is going to make trouble based upon my past?” I asked Tom.

“If he does, he’ll be in hot water–both universities and DEFRA, hae strong policies against discrimination.”

“It’s funny, I can hardly remember him at Sussex except in the bike rides we did. I don’t remember him with girls or–hang on, he was always with Han Solo.”

“Who is Ham Solo?” asked Tom furrowing his eyebrows.

“Oh we used to call him Luke Skywalker and his friend Han Solo, from Star Wars. Now what was his name--Rod Burgess–that was it. Now, there was something about him in the papers a couple of years ago.”

I sat at my computer and did a search for Burgess–apart from Burgess and Mclean, the spies, it didn’t seem to have too much, then I hit pay-dirt. “Daddy, what do you think of this?”

Tom came and looked at the screen, “Nasty piece of work,” and scrolled down a bit further.

...Burgess admitted twenty five offences of indecency with children, which started when he was at the University of Sussex studying Child Psychology...
...He was to be further charged with downloading and possession of child pornography, and with distributing such material to a paedophile group based in nearby Brighton...

A second article showed he was sent down for seven years. There was nothing to tie him to Perryman, who was probably innocent–but it showed I wasn’t the only oddball he knew.

Burgess had come unstuck in 2008, just before Christmas, so it was about a year ago–nah–South Tampon would have done a CRB check on him anyway–as he’s working with young people.

Out of pure whimsy I sent an email to a girl I had known at university, hoping her address was still the same–it probably wasn’t. I explained who I was or had been, mentioned the dormouse film and my recent marriage. I also mentioned that Perryman had popped up again and was making unpleasant noises. I said it would be nice to hear she was well and doing okay, then, left it at that. I didn’t expect to get any response.

I’d just finished when the girls came down, then Gareth, followed by the boys and Julie. Breakfast was organised bedlam, but I think everyone had something to eat and drink–except me. I made myself some toast when everyone else had finished, went to move my laptop from the work top and noticed I had mail.

Hi Cathy(you said it was now),

Wow, I saw that film and had no idea it was you–boy, you’re quite a stunner, my partner John was drooling the whole time we watched it.

I remember those two bastards, Perryman and Burgess–were very involved with the local choir if you remember, I’ll bet they were surplice to requirements. How many choirboys did they de-cassock on the hassocks? Pity they only got one of them, but I reckon Perryman was the photographer–remember he always had a camera with him? They never proved anything sadly. :(

I’ve got a little girl, aged two called Sophie and I’m working part time as a temp–John’s a solicitor in Eastbourne, so we get by. Be lovely to talk to you and maybe meet up some time if you’re down this way.



I told her I was looking to adopt three girls, and was fostering two boys and a teenager. I thought that was probably enough for the moment, as I’d already mentioned the mammal survey in my initial email.

I showed this to Tom, who nodded then shook his head. “All speculation–nae facts. Gimme facts an’ I’ll sink him wi’oot trace.”

“I don’t think there are any, Daddy, he was always too smart to get caught and then let Burgess be the fall guy.”

We heard an engine revving and discovered that Gareth had managed to start his car. The boys were helping him to shovel snow and, surprise, surprise–so was Julie, and she was putting her back into it.

Gareth switched his engine off and came back to the house. “Some garage you’ve got there.”

“Yeah, I like to fiddle with bikes.”

“Impressive hobby for a girl.”

“Well, I like to be different,” I blushed.

“Oh I don’t know, you seem to bulge in all the right places.” He winked at me and I blushed again. “Pity you’re married, we could have gone dormouse spotting together.”

“Stella isn’t married.” I tried to do the decent thing.

“Nah, I prefer outdoor types, especially ones who can make snake and pygmy stew.”

I blushed again. “So you’re off, then?”

“Pretty much, I look forward to working with you on your survey, it’s so important we get this running while we have some momentum. Southampton are very much secondary players in this.”

“Thanks, Gareth, I appreciate your support–though I’m not sure what Perryman is up to.”

“Yes, your father mentioned you knew him in a past life.”

“So he told you about my–um–you know?”

“I already knew–ecology isn’t too big a world is it–besides it’s old news. However, having the eminent ecologist and film maker, Lady Cameron, at the heart of the project–is very important to its success and future support.”

I offered him my hand, which he took and pulled me to him, he kissed me on the mouth and let me go. I was trembling. “Don’t let anyone tell you you’re anything but a very lovely lady, and as sexy as hell.” He winked again and as I stood there blushing and trembling, he walked to his car. “See you at the next meeting, Lady C,” he waved and drove off.

Tom came by a moment later–“Whaur’s he gone?”


“Gareth, who else, ye daft gowk?”

“He’s gone.”

“Damn, he wis goin’ tae gi’ me a lift.”

“He must have forgotten–blinded by my beauty.”

Tom gave me a hard stare, “Beauty–hae ye seen yersel’, ye look like ye’ve been pulled backwards through a hedge.”

“Oh thanks, Daddy, remember I did get everyone’s breakfast.”

“Och, ye lassies are tae thin skin’t, ye look lovely, as ye always dae.” He pecked me on the cheek and walked off chuckling.


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Now I know

Why I woke up at 4 AM. I had to get up and come in here in time to read the latest Bike. Her old "friend" sounds like a real piece of work. Does he really realize who Cathy is now? It is beginning to sound as if he thinks Cathy might be open to a spot of blackmail, and is trying to setup the place and the time. Hey, Simon, got any of those crack bank security-types left?


"Being a girl is wonderful and to torture someone into that would be like the exact opposite of what it's like. I don’t know how anyone could act that way." College Girl - poetheather

Karen J.

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Ever accidentally throw something away and then later realize you actually needed it?

I did that with my life.


I doubt it. Cathy does seem to like using that phone of hers though, so if he does...

Then again, he could be a complete dolt and not know how common knowledge it really is. Well, Julie and the boys don't seem to know, but that is about it.

How long will it be Before

Stella and Julie suddenly discover how much they enjoy being in the great outdoors. Poor Gareth won't know whats hlt him......But unfortunatley for the back to nature pair, It seems that the much fancied Gareth's eyes will not be looking in their direction!!!

As for the lovely!!! Luke....Maybe its time for a nice little set- up, So his true colours can be shown, Now that Cathy is aware of his past ,Im sure she would take great delight in showing Southampton uni just who they are employing!


Wuthering Dormice-877

Me, I am wondering about Han and Luke. Could they be in cahoots, and be planning something?

May Your Light Forever Shine
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So, Gareth

has proven to be not only good looking but intelligent and seemingly of good character. Great that Julie was doing her bit to shovel snow.

Hmmm.... on Perryman. He doesn't know how determined an enemy he's taking on. Perhaps Charlie wasn't such a strong person. We never knew him that well. Cathy on the other hand is a formidable foe and those who know her know to stay clear of her wrath.

Very interesting....

An observation I have made in over 70 years of studying this strange naked ape that calls itself H. sapiens - when you meet one that is nasty about one thing, it tends to be nasty about a whole lot of things. "Nastiness" is a not uncommon trait among this species, although the majority are actually quite nice animals and if treated well behave well most of the time, but the nasty ones have their nastiness in a general way.

I am still not sure whether they are born that way or develop it as a result of how they were treated when very small, or even both combined, although it all fits in with the Conditioned Reflex concept of behaviour - individuals learn a few behavioural responses that work for them and then stick to them throughout their lives. Probably needs another 70 years and some controlled experiments to find this out for sure (Ugh!)

The Periwinkle chappy is following the observed pattern. This illustrates again Angharad's amazing understanding of the species. She is really an Anthropologist, as well as a brilliant Author.

Bless you Angharad, may you reach a thousand episodes with this epic!



Perryman, The Paedophile Pornographer

Go get him, Cathy!

Let's see... Perryman gives a presentation in Power Point, using a projector and a pocket USB flash drive. Cathy somehow manages to purloin the pocket drive, discovers an encrypted partition and gives it to a pal in the Department who's a professional with PCs to puzzle out.

Lo and behold, the partition is full of paedophilia pornography and Perryman is one weasel who gets popped by The Plod.

Posted by Pippa

well, i'd say if he'd be

well, i'd say if he'd be that casual about it, he'd been caught already.
but, stuff like that is done for money. a look into his bank account(s) might give a hint or two. and even if his accounts are at a bank simon can't get access to, there might still be customers that send money to his accounts.

A Ray of Hope in Somber Moments.

Ah, Cathy is so helpless in his sight. It is a good thing that she has a good male father figure around to protect her. "Been pulled through a Hedge backward", giggle giggle cackle cackle.

It reminds me that I get a delightful frission in the presence of a male once in a while, and I know enough GG's to know that sometimes the reason that they won't look at a guy has nothing to do with his suitability. I have seen their true feelings when he has gone out of sight! :) They don't look because if they do their bodies will betray them outrageously!

There is this one guy who has taken me out to lunch and coffee. He even came to my house for Dinner once. I have to say that when I see him, it is a mixture of fright, and lust for me. He has far more control over himself than I do. If he opened the door even a crack, I'd knock it down! I stay away from him now because it hurts too much to be in his presence and not have him touch me. He arrouses all the latent evil lust I have within me.

Time for a cold shower!

Khadijah Gwen


Perryman is a perfect

Perryman is a perfect example of "once a toad, always a toad". He sounds very much like a person who needs to be deflated in a big way. If he is into child porn, I seriously doubt that if he was caught previously that he has ended his association with it now. Sadly, it has been proven all too often that pedophiles do not stop their activities, they just try to bury them deeper from observate eyes. I do hope Cathy can bring this creep way out into the sunlight and expose him to the University of Southhampton, unless they already know. Jan

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