Date: Wed, 06 Jun 2012 07:09:20 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Holidays byn the Sea - 171

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Holidays by the Sea

The last chapter ended:

Fortunately the long walk and all the work he had to do helping to prepare
the dinner, had left Andy tired out and so it did not take a lot of
persuading to get him off to bed shortly after dinner. Jean took on the
responsibility of getting him settled and was only gone about fifteen
minutes. When she returned, she told them that his eyes were closing almost
as soon as his head touched the pillow and that she was fairly certain that
he was he asleep before she had left the room. By the time she had got back
from settling Andy down for the night, J and Gerald had got the coffees
ready and so all was set for Jeff to reveal.

Chapter 171

"As some of you know, my foster mother died recently She left me an
un-worked farm which I did not know my parents owned and a fair bit of
money on top of that. My intention is to turn the farm into a youth camp
similar to the Holidays by the Sea camps. The different youth organisations
like Scouts and Guides and Boys Brigade will be allowed to use it to camp
either in tents or in dormitories. They will pay a nominal sum for the
privilege of using the camp and any profit will be used to help
underprivileged children have a week or a weekend at the camp. I have
checked into the by-laws and everything and there should be no problem in
getting the necessary planning permissions and also things like insurance
cover to do this." Jeff paused to have a drink of his coffee and see if
there was any reaction from the three teens.

"That sounds awesome." Gerald said.

Jeff held up his hand to stop any more comments and continued, "You are
probably wondering why I have asked to have you three here and told you
this. Simply I want you to work for me on this camp. No, not in place of
your schooling but in conjunction with it. And I must advise you that if
you do join me in this venture, and your grades start to slip, you will be
sent on permanent leave until you finish your schooling. Education comes
first! Now what work will you be doing? During the planning and
construction time, I will be looking for your advice and suggestions. All
three of you have been on the camps and have experienced different things
so I want you tell me what you think concerning things like the layout of
the place, the design of the dormitories and camper's ablutions, the
activity centres and even the administration. You might have picked up on
something that I haven't seen. Also I am hoping you can suggest the names
of some others who can help both with the development and also with the
actual camping; I also need some female input especially for the girl's
dorms and facilities. What do you say guys?" Jeff ended.

"That is a great idea and a wonderful thing to do for others." J
enthused. "You can count me in as far as I am allowed by mum and dad."

"I think I would like to be included also and maybe my girlfriend, Manda,
can give some of that female input. At least it might give me some chance
to see her a bit." Rod suggested. "I am not sure about being a dorm leader,
but I would like to help with activities and things."

"And I am up there with you too." Gerald said.

"There were some good guys in my dorm for the last camp. I am sure they
might have some ideas to offer. I have kept a copy of their addresses and
so I can write to them and ask them." J offered.

"I knew I was doing the right thing by asking you three. I was sure that I
would get your support. Thank you." Jeff said.

"Oh, by the way. I have offered to help with the books." John added,
"Seeing as how I am an accountant. So J I will know if you try to cook
them."

"I haven't been on any of the camps, but I am willing to offer any advice I
might be able to help out where I can also because I think this is
something that this country is sadly lacking in and knowing how the camps
have helped J and judging by you two boys, you as well, I am all for it."
Jean added.

"Well at least with mum and dad involved, I shouldn't get too much
opposition to being involved as well." J said grinning widely.

"We'll be keeping a close eye on you and also on your school work. You have
the intelligence to go to university and do well so that you can make an
impression on this world and that is what you are going to be guided along
the road to. So don't think you will be able to give all that up and just
go having a full time party at some holiday camp." John said smiling
triumphantly at J.

"Damn, just when I thought I had found an escape plan." J said, clicking
his fingers and shaking his head, but grinning broadly at the praise that
John had given him.

"And my eyes shall be on you too." Jean added sagely.

"And mine." Jeff joined in.

J just threw his hands in the air and said in a very put on Scottish
accent, "Then I'm doomed, I tell ye, doomed." At which all them broke into
laughter, as they realised he was trying to mimic Dad's Army.

Jeff got serious again. "I want you three especially to think about it as I
intend to make you permanent volunteers and you will have to undertake some
training courses and things like that. So don't give me a final answer
tonight. Go away and discuss it with your foster parents and each
other. Don't make any firm decision for at least a week. During that time
think about whether or not you want to make the kind of commitment that it
will take. Do you want to give up most of your weekends and holidays to
work for nothing and probably not much thanks either? Do you want to be
tired when you go back to school on Monday morning and still have put in
one hundred percent so that your grades not only don't slip, but improve?
Then when you have made your decision, I want you to write to me separately
so that the others do not know what you actually say in your letter.  And
if your decision is to join me, then I want you to give me your foster
parent's names and of course the postal address and a phone number I can
contact them on as I want to talk with each set of parents to make sure
they realise what I am both doing and expecting of you. But if you decide
it is not for you, then just say so and I will be upset but not angry. Rod
if you can speak to Amanda in the meant time I would appreciate that also."

There was a bit of silence and then Gerald broke it. "Ok but we can begin
now to help with the advice on some of the planning and development. Are
you going to try and develop it around a theme?" Gerald asked.

"Well I'm not sure on that. If you start with a theme, then you kind of
have to keep it forever, and I am not sure I want to fix us to something
like that." Jeff answered.

"Have you got a name for the camp yet?" Rod asked.

"Not exactly. I would like to have my parents names somehow worked into the
camp name and I want to put a plaque up at the entrance to the office which
people can read acknowledging that the camp was in essence a gift from
them." Jeff answered.

"What are your parents names then?" Jean asked.

"That's the problem. Mom's name is Beatrice and dad's is Nicholas. And I
just have not been able to come up with a combination of the names that
sounds nice and can't be made fun of." Jeff said.

"How about Nickleby? What is their surname?" Rod suggested and asked,

"I had thought of Nickleby but I am not sure I like it and that it gives my
mom enough inclusion. Their surname was Davis." Jeff replied.

There followed a period of moments of silence as people thought and then
the odd suggestion which as the person said it out loud showed that it
probably would not work.

"I know that this does not include their Christian names but what if you
just put the surname backwards and call it something like `Camp Sivad' or
`Sivad Rest' or whatever?" J suggested.

"I like that idea. At least it gets away from some of the possible ways
people could twist the name and I would not like to see my parents names
messed with in that way." Jeff agreed.

"Or you might want to try combining it both ways as `Sivaddavis', but then
you are also getting into a longer name which costs more in printing and
sign writing and so on." John suggested.

"Well, I think I am going to have to do some really deep thinking on these
suggestions and if you come up with anything else just drop me a line. What
I would like to suggest is that we have a meeting of all those who decide
to come on board, plus any interested parties you might come up with in the
meantime such as Amanda at the half term break, and that we have the
meeting at the farm. I am going to be staying there for a while trying to
get the house more liveable as it has been allowed to deteriorate a bit,
but I think I can get it to where we can stay in it for a couple of days at
least." Jeff said and in doing so kind of brought the meeting to a close.

There was a further round of coffees before Jeff took his leave and Rod
went with him, promising to keep in touch with J and Gerald till they met
again at half term. Of course that was making the assumption that they were
all going to decide to join Jeff in his endeavour.

Once Jeff had left, J turned to John and Jean and said, "I can sleep in
late tomorrow, so why don't you leave the cleaning and tidying up to me and
you two can get off to bed if you want."

"And I will help J," Gerald added "so he won't exhaust himself carrying the
cups." He teased.

"Oh, I'm not so sure about that, there are extra cups tonight." John joined
in the teasing.

"Carry them? I had thought I was just going to smash them against the wall
like the Greeks do." J shot back.

"Touché" John said. "No. Thank you J, I for one will appreciate and take
you up on your offer and your mother is also as I have some things I need
to discuss with her in private before we go to sleep. Please try not to
make too much noise."

"Well it looks like my decision has been made for me, so I will just say
thank you and good night boys." Jean added.

"Goodnight mum, goodnight dad. Sleep well." J said.

"Goodnight and thank you for a great meal and allowing me to stay to spend
some time with this boy you have done such a good job on." Gerald said.

"Good night and don't give him too much praise, I don't want to have to
have the house fitted with wider doors to accommodate his big head you
know." John said, with a smile and then turned and followed Jean up stairs.

J and Gerald made short work of the cleaning and tidying up and then
decided to sit in the lounge for a little bit before going up to bed so
that they could talk without disturbing John and Jean. They sat side by
side on the couch and held hands while they talked; reminiscing over the
camp that had brought them together and also just throwing in random
comments about Jeff's proposal. Both boys were excited about it and clearly
eager to get involved. Gerald turned to face J directly and used his free
hand to pull J towards him as he brought his face in line to kiss J. Soon
both boy's hands were exploring the other's body as J wanted to get even
more intimate he broke the kiss and suggested they head to his room to
carry on where they could do so in relative privacy.