The Ghosts of N-Space - Barry Letts [106]
It was all sorted out in the end.
Once the Brigadier had at last made it clear to his uncle that given the chance of becoming the Barone of a small island off the coast of Sicily he would be only too glad to pass; and Mario had pointed out that it wasn’t a real title as such and he could leave the castello and its land to whoever he pleased; and Roberto had been prevailed upon to call him 370
cousin, and they had all embraced in the time-honoured Italian way, much to the Brigadier’s acute embarrassment, there was very little else to do but open another bottle of bubbly.
And to think I was worried about Garcia O’Toole’s having an Auntie in Scunthorpe, thought Sarah.
Connections! What with coincidence, synchronicity, serendipity, astrology and alchemy (with a dollop of Taoism thrown in), there’d been enough connections to fill one of Ann Radcliffe’s three-volume novels.
All at once a burden was lifted. She wasn’t a fiction writer at all. The Doctor was quite right: she was a journalist. She was just too fascinated by all the improbable things that went on in the real world to be anything else.
First thing in the morning she’d give Clorinda a ring.
Had she got a story this time!
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