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February 7, 2025 · 9:02 am

The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 32

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The next week passed in a furore of set pieces and filming. Joss , was always on hand when Sandy needed assistance always professional and helpful. The crew were given access to all areas of the site and Joss was very frank when answering questions about the role of the site.

Sandy located Dr King within days, thankfully he was in a good state of health and was working in one of the Prison Laboratories. Sandy request to Joss for an interview with Dr King had been approved , Joss so no problem and arranged for the meeting the following Friday which would be there last day of filming.

Martin and Sandy sat down with Ian and Angela and discussed their plan to help Dr King escape. Ian as a sound expert managed to block any listening devices which meant they had more time for discussion. Sandy explained that the interview arrangements were simple, she would go alone , with just Ian as the sound man. There was no need to follow through with the information about Genetics in Ancient Mexico.

” Are you sure ?” said Martin.

” Yes, I didn’t mention anything about the Aztec’s, I just said I wanted to interview someone who was “captive” and that Dr King seemed a good candidate. So Joss accepted that. Once we get him out of the Prison building , that will be where we need to move quickly. The plan is that he goes to Japan. All the flights are booked and he will be part of the crew leaving for Japan. We need to get him to the make up room quickly and without any fuss.”

Ian interjected. “Hold on , are there guards in the Prison building? How can we just walk out with him? How do we get him out?”

” That’s why you need the Aztec thing, we need to get him out of the Prison and somewhere I can sit down and have a proper Scientific discussion. That way we won’t have any need to force our way out. We need to meet him outside of the Prison and not too far away from the Condo that Angela is in.” Martin said.

” Perhaps, you are right, we need to squirrel him away, I’ll have to speak to Joss again, get her to agree that we meet Dr King for lunch in one of the annexes.”

Joss dutifully agreed and seemed to accept the need for Martin to be involved in the interview. So on their last day of filming on Friday, Martin and Dr King were sitting at a table in a meeting room . There was a security guard outside. Martin had his laptop and some old skulls which were not at all relevant to any scientific discussion.

Dr King was at first very puzzled, but played along with the situation, he was glad to be out of the Prison Facility . Martin began discussing basic skull anatomy. Dr King held the skull in his hand and pointed to a small projection on the base of it. Martin looked down with interest at what Dr King was pointing at and then moved his hand slightly.

Dr King saw the sticker on the bottom of the skull which said “Escape”. Dr King and Martin had a heated debate about genetics and archaeology ,they examined data on Martin’s laptop and played with the skulls. Eventually Martin said that he was hungry and he’d call for a bite to eat. He rang the number on his mobile that he’d been given and a small buffet appeared in about ten minutes.

“Pass the fruit bowl, for some reason we don’t get any fruit around here, they must keep it for the VIP’s like you.”

Martin passed the fruit bowl and Dr King took a few pieces and put them in the pockets of his white lab coat.

“You make it sound like a prison, is it?”

Dr King laughed. “Oh , no , not really , only of the mind , a self-imposed prison , once I’ve cracked the data that they’ve given me I’m told I can go. Hopefully I can retire from the scene. I hope I’ve been of some help to you. History or Archaeology can prevent us from making the same mistakes again and again. It’s amazing how our global gene pool has remain unaltered since the world began and even more amazing that we seek to control it. I’m at the forefront of a science that will advance human kind, you’d think they’d be more generous with their fruit.” Dr King smiled at Martin , but Martin could see he was getting concerned about how he was going to escape.

The plan was that Martin would finish talking with Dr King by 3.30pm and when the guard came to escort Dr King back to the Prison Facility then Ian , the sound man would “neutralise” him by injecting him with a drug which caused symptoms similar to a heart attack. Martin would call for medical aid and while the Medical Emergency continued Ian would take Dr King to the make up room , where Angela would be ready to disguise him as one of the catering staff that left the site every evening. The plan worked like clockwork, by 9.00pm that night, Dr King was on an executive jet to Japan and a secret location and the PR machine of Allenby’s Research Institute remained quiet, trying to ascertain what had happened. Ian the sound man had disappeared and was thought to be the culprit. The Allenby organisation had been compromised.

Joss was at her wits end when Sandy finally spoke to her. The Security Guard who had had the heart attack was in hospital and she hadn’t had a chance to talk to him about what had happened. Martin had briefed Sandy that the “need to know” was what she had to think about. Sandy and Martin knew nothing, they did not know Dr King and Ian was as far as they were concerned their sound man. Sandy had not picked him , he was some sort of specialist. Martin was confident that once they’d showed their footage to Joss and Allenby that they would leave the next day without any problem.

Joss took a call from Allenby while Sandy was talking to her. He was coming back tomorrow . Early in the morning, before the T.V. crew had left and he wanted to see Sandy. Joss was very uneasy. Allenby was very angry.

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February 7, 2025 · 8:35 am

The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 31

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Sandy’s film crew had been hand picked by her except for two additions who were specialist contractors that Gerry had arranged. A sound specialist called Ian and a make up girl called Angela. After everyone had unpacked it was decided they would they would all meet up and have dinner together at one of the on site restaurants which Joss had recommended.

Over dinner there was a heated discussion as to what was going on at the site .Joss had supplied a detailed map which included areas marked as “detention centres” and “interrogation rooms”. Sandy reassured everyone that this was her second visit and she had been to those areas and they were not as bad as they sounded. Sandy said that there was a “containment” element to the buildings and the facility but that it was not by any means intimidating.

The breath of opinion expressed by her crew and the discussion over dinner surprised her. Some were very vociferous about defending freedom and their rights and Sandy couldn’t help but think it was more about noise than practical experience. Those with the bad experiences never said much, it was their way of coping. She noticed that Martin, Ian and Angela spent a lot of time talking quietly among themselves at the end of the table while the noise continued among the rest of the crew.

Later back at their Condo , with the signal blocker on , Martin told Sandy about the plan to find and help Dr King escape once they had located him. There was going to be a room in a Condo set aside for dressing and make up which Angela would be taking care of. Sandy needed to persuade Joss that Martin needed to “interview” Dr King for a piece about the South American Genetic discovery , a layman’s piece about genetic coding and Ancient Aztec Civilisations. Ian would be the “Sound Recordist and Camera man” and would help Martin get Dr King to the “make up room” and get him to change into one of the cleaners uniforms and use make up to disguise him. He could then leave like some of the contractors do each day. Martin suggested that Sandy set up a lunch meeting with Joss the next day , and go through the filming itinerary and the interviews that were needed.

The next day , at lunch Joss and Sandy sat down and agreed an itinerary, they would be on site for two weeks, as there has been a change of plan and some of the crew would be flying to Japan for another assignment. Thus it had cut short the actual filming time. Sandy outlined her plan and asked Joss to suggest interviewees that could cover the key subjects Sandy wanted to include.

Later that day , Joss confirmed the interview attendee’s and much to Sandy’s relief , Dr King was on the list. He was still alive and perhaps like Gregor was being forced to work for Allenby’s organisation. Sandy dutifully filled in the details on her computer and set up a team meeting so that everyone would know what was required of them . It would be a busy couple of weeks.

One subject that Joss had been unsure about covering was the use of truth drugs in the interrogation centre. Sandy had assured her that it would be all handled extremely sensitively. They agreed that there would be specific named members of crew allowed in those areas along with Sandy herself. All filmed material would have to be approved by Allenby himself. Sandy was happy to do that , she was sure that the Professor would be delighted with what she produced. Joss looked her straight in the eye and smiled.

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February 7, 2025 · 1:57 am

I need a Break from Hysterical Headlines.

Do you need a break? From what?

News and the people in it can be hysterical, unfortunately not in a funny way.

It is provocative nonsense and is exhausting for anyone really trying to establish the truth.

So my first Executive Order if I was elected President of America would be to ban Hysterical Headlines

I thank Modern American Politics for heightening the role of The Presidential Executive Order,without so many being issued I wouldn’t have known about them.

Namaste.Thank You for Reading.

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February 6, 2025 · 5:38 am

Easy Peasy

The most important invention in your lifetime is…

Internet is the best invention and leveller ever.

It’s like a super insect that has the power to provide the most delectable nectar or to sting with the most vicious poison that will make the unwary sick in mind and body.

It’s the genie that has already jumped out of the bottle and is running rings around the mediocre.

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February 5, 2025 · 5:39 am

Idle Ideal Day

Prompt: Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end.

If only not to feel that all is lost and mediocre and that there is hope in the World for everyone.

To idle away hours contemplating the good and understanding and learning how to improve life as it is not how I’d like it to be.

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February 5, 2025 · 5:28 am

The Dog That Inherited A Palace Chapter 9

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Letitia, the PR lady had been busy, she sat a the table with Cross and James, who listened to her plans for the Great Pet, Exotic Animal and Livestock Show to be held at the House. They had all agreed on a date six months from now.

Letitia had listened to everything James had told her and realised that the preparations would be significant to house all the animals and their carers. It had been done before , but everyone admitted that the Duke had been the driving force and he was an exceptional administrator. Letitia knew it was a big responsibility.

Cross and James were pleased that Letitia had taken on the role of Project Manager as well as a PR person, and had actually produced a plan that everyone could work to. Tedi wandered in and out of the meetings, he knew it was all very important and that everything seemed to be going well , but he got bored easily and he really wanted to be outside with the other dogs or perhaps sitting in the hallway with Trinnie, there was a sunny spot they knew that they both liked to lie in together and snooze away the afternoon.

Cross controlled the finances, Tedi’s paw mark was unique and was the signoff for any expense. So Cross would prepare everything each day and Tedi would approve it. So the six months of preparation for the show went very quickly and as time went by everything began to fit into place.

The first exhibitors, a selection of Megafauna arrived in July a month before the official show which was confirmed as running from Friday the 8th August , to Sunday the 11th August. The Megafauna were the large animals from the Southern Hemisphere, such as elephants, giraffes, hippopotamuses and rhinoceroses. Letitia ( who now everyone called Letti for short ) liked the word Megafauna, she had found it in Wikipedia and knew it included big species that had died out such as dinosaurs, but she liked the idea of a sign saying Megafauna, so the Megafauna area was designated in the Park, even though it wouldn’t have any dinosaurs . The small reptile section in the main house would have to suffice for dinosaur lovers.

These Megafauna animals came from zoos across the UK, their keepers had thought it a great opportunity for their animals to have a bit more freedom to roam around the beautiful estate and also to obtain publicity for their zoos and their various breeding programmes.

The keepers advised on the enclosures required and they picked the spots for them to be seen by the public and also for them to enjoy their surroundings. The hippopotamuses were able to swim in the lake and have mud baths, while an inflatable barrier stopped them from escaping into the main part of the lake. Wildlife could still fly into the hippos enclosure, but they soon learned that it was probably best not to bother the rather grumpy creatures with big mouths and teeth.

There had been a lot of groundworks dug, large ditches mainly that stopped the rhinos from escaping, with strong fencing. The elephants and giraffes shared an enclosure quite near the big house, with two large temporary outbuildings where the elephants and giraffes were fed and watered separately and slept. They were from different zoos, so no one knew if they would get on , but they seemed to and their keepers were happy with the arrangement.

Letti had done an amazing job planning it all. Insurance was very important and Cross and Letti had decided on the Security and Public Liability Insurance which in truth had been very expensive. Again this was something Tedi was not very interested in.

When the animals began to arrive Tedi was fascinated. The first morning he got up and inspected the enclosures with Cross; Tedi was amazed. The Elephants and Giraffes were so big, as he watched them walk off the gigantic trucks he was awestruck.

He had made friends with all the workmen digging holes , but when he saw the rhino being released into their enclosure and saw them running around the field and chasing each other he realised why the large ditches were needed. They were very powerful animals.

Tedi for his part was more interested in the smaller animals , he particularly liked the small monkeys and the marmosets. They liked him too, they did silly tricks to get his attention and threw pieces of fruit at him so he would look up at them, he in turn realised that they wanted him to do little zoomies in front of their exhibit, this made them howl with laughter which amused Tedi. The small primates were housed in the main house along with the snakes and spiders which he didn’t show much interest in and in truth was a bit suspicious of. That was Ben’s area, who had been given the job to look after them.

Letti had the details of every exotic animal on show and it’s location and it’s needs. Tedi, had the freedom to go around and visit each one which he did. He was particularly fascinated by the Giant Snails, who were much bigger than the snails in the garden and he loved the way when Ben Needham put a cuttlefish shell in the enclosure that one of the snails would move on top of it and would suck up the minerals into it’s own body.

Tedi when he was tired after a busy day, watched fascinated as he could see the white bits going through the snail’s body to be used to form new layers of shell. That explained how their shells grew so big. Trinnie, wasn’t impressed and thought it was disgusting, but Tedi could spend hours just sitting watching them.

The House was transformed. All the exhibitors from abroad were given accommodation in the house or in the grounds.

Mr Needham, his wife and his son Ben, volunteered to put some of the exotic exhibitors up in their house beside the fountain. Ben was very knowledgeable and handy when it came to arranging the exhibits for the animals who required special heating and lighting , and environmental conditions in the various vivarium’s and tanks that had been set up around the main house.

It was a full-time job making sure that all the lizards, snakes , frogs and insects were safe. Ben was very good and enjoyed the company at home of the other collectors and enthusiasts and he was able to show his collection to the visitors which pleased him mightily.

It all came together very well, they even found space for the big cats which they borrowed from a zoo. It had been decided, much to Tedi’s relief, that the lions, tigers and leopards would only stay for the actual show and arrive a week before to settle in. Tedi wouldn’t have to spend any time near their enclosure and that as soon a the show was over they would be going home. Tedi smelt the cats from a distance as soon as they had arrived and to him they smelt of danger and he wanted to keep away from them.

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February 5, 2025 · 4:56 am

The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 30

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When the crew arrived at Washington Dulles, they were forced to wait in order to gather all their equipment and pick up their hired vehicles. Sandy and Martin were however, whisked away in the Regal Electric Bentley by Joss. Sandy couldn’t help but notice that Joss looked very tired. Joss chatted to Martin about his research and explained that Professor Allenby had been away on business for some time and that she would be the point of contact for any information or help that was needed by the crew or Sandy until he returned.

” Will the Professor be available for an interview?” Sandy asked.

” Oh yes , I’m sure , I’ve no firm date when he’s coming back into the Country, things seem to be changing daily. I’ll have to let you know.” Joss smiled.

Martin and Sandy’s accommodation was beautiful. It had it’s own swimming pool and a beautiful view of the surrounding mountains.

“I think we’ve had an upgrade , Martin.”

“Wow, impressive”. Martin turned to Sandy and signalled not to say anything. He reached into his pocket and took what looked like a small wi-fi hub out of his pocket and walked into one of the bedrooms. Martin beckoned to Sandy to follow.

He put the device on the bedroom table and plugged it into one of the sockets. It bleeped two or three times and a green light came on.

” Great , now we can talk. The place will be bugged to the hilt and there’ll be hidden cameras everywhere. With this device we can speak for a short while and no one will know what we are saying. It’ll just look like a bad connection. “

” OK, so what other magic tricks have you got up your sleeve , Martin?”

“Just wait and see. We have to be very careful, but some of the kit we have is very impressive. That’s why I was burning the midnight oil before coming away. We are wired for sound or actually we are wired to stop the sound.”

“And camera’s?” Sandy’s mobile phone rang. It was Allenby.

Sandy looked at Martin and signalled that she would move into the other room to take the call.

Martin unplugged the signal blocker and waited to hear from Sandy what Allenby had planned.

When Sandy returned to the living room , Martin could tell her mindset had changed, she squirmed and suggested that they go for a swim, that it was a lovely evening and it would be nice to relax in the pool. When Martin said that he was tired, she again squirmed and said .

” Oh come on Martin, let’s just have a bit of fun, it’s very secluded here. Let’s skinny dip”

They both took their clothes off and went out into the pool, Sandy took the lead and Martin felt that everything that was happening was a performance, Allenby was watching .

Later back in their large double bed , Sandy stretched over and turned on the signal blocker. Quickly she said, ” I’m really sorry, but I didn’t know what else to do. It was what Allenby wanted. The man is a pervert. It’s what he wanted me to do .”

Martin looked at her , they were both exhausted, but Martin couldn’t help but laugh.” I hope I’m not going to be all over the internet when I get back”. Sandy couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Martin said “And now he can listen to the sound of me snoring the git.” He reached over and turned off the signal blocker and went to sleep.

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February 5, 2025 · 4:48 am

The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 29

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Sandy’s documentary was nominated for two Industry Awards. She had invites to many functions and requests for interviews which seriously ate into the time that she wanted to spend with the twins never mind the time that she wanted to spend to help Alex.

The main Award Ceremony was in September which she and her now hand picked team would be attending. Gerry told her that he had invited Allenby and that Allenby had accepted. Indeed Allenby in his role of Top Scientific Guru, had been asked to present a prize in the Science Category. Either way they were bound to bump into each other. Until then Sandy was determined to spend quality time with her twins and where possible cut back on engagements.

On one fine Spring day, she had managed to find the time to take the twins to the local Park for a Picnic, the weather promised to be kind, glorious sunshine and warm for a change. Martin unusually was working away and Sandy was pleased to have the twins to herself.

As Sandy began laying the Picnic Blanket on the ground and placing the food on plates while the twins ran off towards the children’s play area. Sandy sensed someone was behind her, as she turned around , she saw it was Maria.

“Hi Sandy, do you mind if I join you , she sat down.”

Maria stretched the rug out a little more and took a seat as she watched Sandy prepare the food for the picnic. The twins noticed the strange woman and ran back to see who it was. Sandy was at first annoyed, but when she saw the way Maria made a fuss of the two children, she thought better of it and decided it was just like an old friend joining her on an outing with her children. They all picked at the food and the children were again enticed away to play on the swings and slide.

“You have a lot going on at the moment , don’t you?” Maria asked as she drank a little orange juice from a beaker.

“You can say that again, too much, I’m finding it hard to focus. I’m not sure anyone or anything is getting my best. I’m spread a little thin at the moment.” Sandy plucked at some grass beside the end of the Picnic Rug and threw it in the air, she continued.

” I hate all this fuss about the documentary, seems like everyone has their opinion and wants me to talk to them about it. Mostly wasting my time. All I want to do is help Alex. He’ll die if I don’t do something won’t he? ” Sandy looked towards the twins playing on the swings and said

” All I want is to see him being a child , doing the things other children do.”

“I’m sorry, Sandy, for all I know Alex may not be alive, I haven’t heard anything for quite a while. It seems that you were right about Allenby, his people are getting a lot closer to us. Our communications are getting tighter and tighter, we are not sure who we can trust anymore. All I have been told is to ask you again to visit Allenby’s Science Park Facility , as soon as possible . I need you to do that.”

Sandy was about to remonstrate with Maria, but suddenly without warning Maria was grabbed from behind by two men who Sandy hadn’t even see approaching. Each man held an arm and they forcefully lifted her off the picnic mat , like a rag doll.

“Maria Seccoy, you are under arrest for violating parole conditions, please come with us now, please don’t make a scene.”

Maria began to struggle.

“Get off me you goons” She cried.

The men’s grip was however too firm and they began to manhandle her away from the site of the picnic.

Sandy watched in horror as Maria was taken away. It all happened so fast that she had no time to do anything. As she watched Maria disappear , suddenly the twins ran up to her.

“Mummy, what has happened to that nice lady.”

“Oh , she had to go home and see someone.”

” But those men…mummy”.

“What men ?”

“The men that were holding on to her , she didn’t look very happy.”

” Oh I don’t know, they just said they had to take her home. I’m sure it’s alright , she’ll be fine. Let’s pack up and go home. We can tell Daddy all about it. ” As she packed her things up, Sandy felt a shiver down her spine.

When she arrived back home with the twins, Sandy was relieved that Martin was there. Sandy didn’t need to explain much about what had happened to Maria , because it was all the twins could talk about. Sandy made her excuses and went upstairs to lie on the bed , she was feeling fearful as if the World was closing down on her. Martin listened to the twins and eventually settled them down in the living room and went upstairs to speak to Sandy.

“They took her , I mean how much do they know. Will they come here?” Sandy pleaded with Martin, her eyes red and glistening with tears. Martin handed her a tissue and she blew her nose.

“Well if they’ve been following Maria, they know she’s been here. Seems odd though that they’d arrest her in the middle of a Park while she was with you, particularly for a Parole Violation. Sounds like a set up to me. They wanted you to know she’d been taken away or captured whatever you want to call it. It could be just for show by her own side. “

Sandy looked up at Martin who continued talking.

“It could be the case, it’s now life or death for the people involved as you’ve seen, but you are in such a high-profile position with your documentary, they cannot touch you. You are the darling PR lady. They need you to spread the message and make it palatable. Maria may have been followed but no one really knows what she wanted to talk to you about. Do they?”

“Well no, those men , it was just Maria, they didn’t ask me anything?”

“It’s definitely a back-burner situation, we don’t know which side those men were on or how much they know about Maria. I’ve got something important to discuss, do you fancy a bite to eat downstairs?”

” Yes, I do , just give me a few minutes and I’ll freshen up in the bathroom, I’ll be down in a minute.” Sandy felt a lot better, she was not so frightened anymore and was intrigued with what Martin wanted to tell her.

As they sat down in the kitchen and began to eat . Martin said.

” I’ve had a look at the boxes that Maria delivered, it’s some very nice kit. I think you need to go back and gather more evidence. I think you and I can do it.”

” What do you mean , you and I? I can hardly bring you with me.”

“Well perhaps you can. I’m an expert in South American Archaeology. I’ve just published a Paper on Aztec Gene Profiling, mind blowing really , but we’ve been profiling Ancient remains and it really has thrown up some interesting data. Some of which, and you won’t believe this The Vatican are interested in. South America , being mainly Catholic still has not taken kindly to Allenby’s Policies, but more importantly , Gerry has suggested to Allenby that I detail my work to him in the hope that they can persuade the Vatican not to be quite so active in lobbying their views to the Governments within the Americas.”

“You’ve been talking to Gerry behind my back.” Sandy looked crossly at Martin.

” Well I thought he’d told you, I mean it’s pretty mundane really, the Paper, and everything.”

Sandy laughed!” Well , I mean who can I trust anymore, not even my own husband! No I’m bloody delighted, you and I can visit Allenby and take this whole thing apart, that’s what you’re saying isn’t it?”

” Well , that is actually the plan.”

She reached over to Martin and gave him a hug.

“Martin, that’s brilliant news, I didn’t want to go back there by myself. I had made up my mind I would return. I think it will be very dangerous but I don’t think Alex will survive if we don’t do something soon. Does this mean that you trust Gerry?”

“I don’t think trust is the word. It’s damage limitation , Sandy” he put his hand to her cheek.” I think Gerry is right though, the South American Gene Profiling really is relevant. There’s a strong lobby also from the Right Wingers for purity in the race, they want to remove the European Spanish Heritage. Potentially it’s a time bomb. You’ve got the Church on one side and Dictators on the other and my evidence putting a spanner in the whole works.” Martin smiled.

” You always were a trouble maker. Where will it end? Remove History, Change History or Cleanse History.” Sandy dipped her fork and played with some peas on her plate.

” Cleanse is a good word. The Catholics are against the whole thing and there could be one gigantic blood bath. I suspect that is what Allenby wants.

“Heaven help us , this is a real nightmare.” One of the peas flew across the table onto the floor.

Later that month it was announced that Sandy and her Crew had won the Best Documentary Award and Best Investigative Reporting at the Award Ceremony in September. It had proved easy to add Martin to her existing team. There was the usual gossip about nepotism, which Sandy thought quite hypocritical; as before she had been judged as highly sexed and working her way through the Executive Board. Now she was helping her husband. She just couldn’t win.

She had overheard a conversation in the Ladies Toilet between two make- up assistants, they were scandalised by her open relationship with Gerry and her promotion of her own “cuckold ” husband onto her show. In the past , Sandy would have confronted both the women and given them a piece of her mind. However, she knew it wasn’t important what they thought and in fact it was very good cover. She decided to let it roll, let them believe what they wanted to believe, she had more important things on her mind.

Allenby was unable to attend the Award Ceremony and had sent his apologies. However, he had suggested that a more in depth documentary be made now with cameras and a full crew. Sandy was invited back to his facility with her crew in what was going to be a two to three week project.