August Bank Holiday

The domesticity levels at number 15 had rocketed dramatically in the two months since Fiona moved in. The house was cleaned professionally twice a week. Fiona began trips to IKEA to buy spare bed linen and towels for the house. Fiona gave out cooking tips and the lessons at the washing machine meant that they all had clean linen on their beds twice a week, instead of the twice yearly rotation they had before her arrival.

Candles and artworks appeared around the house and every day off Fiona had she would make blinds for one of the rooms or bathrooms. Therefore, by August, the place looked like it had one owner and a homely place to live. Many of the frequent female visitors fell for the line that the boys had a long term girlfriend as the house had a definite female touch. This would have been unthinkable before.

Friday night had its own routine with Dan, Richard and Emlyn trying to leave work in the city and head west to Chelsea and wind down with a good pint. The Sporting Page, The Goat in Boots, Henry J Beans, Café Des Artistes or the Stargazey were their place of choice. Bill, David and Fiona would attend when their shift patterns allowed.

Lately, David devised the scoreboard above the phone where each of them had their name and listed were the girls they wanted to speak to and the one's they didn't. Those in the unlucky column were quickly dispatched by Fiona playing the scorned girlfriend routine.

On August Bank Holiday the house was ready for the annual London Hospital's Rugby Tournament. All of the house had their part to play either as a ringers: Ems, Deadly and Dick as a doctor visiting the hospital aiding and abetting the true medics Bill and David.

Friday was the first round matches and they played steadily throughout until Sunday when Chelsea was only beaten by a freak drop kick in the dying minutes by Guys and St Thomas'. The aftermath of the game was a meal and drinks at Henry J Bean's on the Kings Road.

In preparation, Fiona made her party mix tape. Not knowing the crowd she went for some old and new classics. One side for dancing and one for chatting

Side 1

Blur Boys and Girls
Manic Street Preachers Design for life
Paul Weller Sunflower
D Ream Things can only get better
K7 come baby come
Red Hot Chilli Peppers Give it Away
Primal Scream Rocks

Side 2

Tori Amos Cornflake Girl
Prince The Most Beautiful Girl in The World
WetWetWet. Love is all Around
Ace of Base Don't turn Around
Youssou N'Dour 7 Seconds
Sheryl Crow. All I want to do

Armed with her tape Fiona left the house on Sunday Night with the lads in tow, each of them looking great and in high spirits. At the pub, there was much ribbing and joshing between the teams. She found herself with a group of her colleagues and an Anaesthetist from St Thomas'. His name was Oliver and he was downright lovely, he was French, six foot three and dark brown eyes and dark blonde hair, he was also very flirty and tactile which she thoroughly approved of.

Fiona met up with Lyn and Nikki, gossiping about David's previous conquests in the room. As he moved around the room a sea of faces moved with him.

"They can all be distinguished by the cow eyes they are making at him." noticed Lyn, "He can certainly hump and dump can't he?" Nikki and Fiona nodded and watched as David brought a drink over from the bar to the woman he was talking to and the crowd moved as one to watch.

"Ninj!" shouted Dan over two groups of people "Have you seen Boston?"

"Yes Deadly, last I saw him he had his tongue down the throat of that Paediatric Reg from the Royal Free over there. Follow the turning heads from the sad women over there you are sure to find him with pinpoint accuracy."

"You girls want a refill?" the girls looked at Dan incredulously, "Stupid question eh?" he laughed "Nikki can you give me a hand?"

"I can give you more than that! Nikki flirted, walking towards him and then whispering in his ear when they both reached the bar.

"Oh good Lord, I wish they would just shag and get it out of their systems the pair of them." laughed Fiona to Lyn, however, Fiona was speaking to thin air as Lyn was now on the dance floor with Richard.

"We are alone at last." said Oliver moving in closer and placing his hand on the small of her back, drawing her closer to him. She took in his scent, he smelled of Cool Water aftershave and great sex.

"You are very observant Oliver." she smiled, gazing up at his deep brown eyes.

"You know there is an Auld Alliance between the French and the Scots and I think we should rekindle it."

"Really?" Fiona moved in a little closer, "and how do you suppose we do that?"

"I would say that we take ourselves somewhere quieter, we understand our retrospective positions and delicately explore plans and execute them." he leant forward and placed the most gentle and sensual kiss on her lips and then her throat. Fiona nearly buckled over with the effect of his kiss. "N'est pas?"

Before Fiona could answer David crashed into her, clearly, the worse for wear, rambling about wanting to go home and would she take him.

"Oliver this is my housemate and surrogate child David, as you can clearly see he is a menace to himself and society. I will take him home in the most non-sexual way possible and spend the night fantasising about you, Au Revoir!"

Fiona grabbed David by the arm."For Heaven's sake Boston! I haven't had a shag for three months and I think I was in there!" she muttered through gritted teeth. She began dragging David home as there were no taxis and she decided best that she made him walk the mile and a half home to sober him up.

"You have never even gone three days in all the time I have known you without a shag, I mean Boston what would happen? Would you explode or would you blow up like a big spunk balloon or something?"

"No....I...Oh God, I feel bad...man I think I am going to......." David threw up on the pavement.

"Great end to the night Boston, sparkling!" Fiona fumed. She wondered what would have happened if she had stayed. Oliver was absolutely gorgeous and she had felt stirrings, yes definite stirrings which may have been early signs of getting over Paul.

Fiona stood arms folded until David had finished and she then put her arm around him to steady his gait as they made their way through Chelsea. Passing all of the grand houses between the Kings Road and Grove Road.

They turned down the street and Fiona could not believe the scene that greeted her eyes. Bill and Emlyn were running up the boot of the parked cars in the street and then sliding down the bonnet. Much to the hilarity of watching females and general onlookers.

She had absolutely no idea how David managed to gather himself together and join in. As the car alarms raged several of the neighbours and even Jilly woke up. Fiona knew this was going to be difficult situation to resolve.

"Darling you need to get them into the house before they get arrested!" shouted Jilly from the doorstep, wearing a sheer nightie with black underwear on underneath.

"Watch this Jilly." she sighed and then whistled through her fingers. They all stopped and looked at her.

"Lads there is beer and chips in the house!" Fiona shouted at the tip of her lungs.

Without a second's hesitation, they all ran in the front door. Racing each other to the kitchen and letting out a collective groan at the lack of chips.

"You know youse should be careful you know. I have lads in here who would knock fuck out of you lot." shouted an Irish voice from three doors down.

"Oh bugger off love!"' shouted Fiona, "They are in now!"

"You should watch yourselves we have guns!" threatened the woman.

"OO, I am fucking shaking, shut it Paddy." Fiona gave the woman the finger.

"Shannon, honey, we have a ninja." smiled David as he went past his best drop your knickers grin on his face as he staggered to the front door.

"You can call me Honey any time lovely boy." Shannon winked at David.

"Get in here Boston." sighed Fiona, "Even when you are in trouble you can pull, now please go upstairs and clean your teeth you stink of vomit!"

Fiona closed the door and took a deep breath. Yes she definitely felt it. Yes there was a spark with Oliver. She allowed herself a small smile. There it was a ray of sunshine after the storm. She was beginning to get over Paul and that made her happy.

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