@Muddy ,mYes l noticed that too muddy, l did have high regard for Jem
before he said that ?
BT W you are breaching the rules l set when creating this thread, which
were to never mention the ‘B’ word on here !!
He careful or l will request Azz to ban you !! 
no politics please was another one this is LS {Part 2) - but I suppose sometimes the winds sweep in…???
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The saving of Stephen, chapter 2,
Storm Brewing.
After arriving on the farm fresh from, Cape Town l will skip forward about
13 yrs to an evening when l was alone on the farm with only my animals,
one horse, three cats, six dogs and three donkeys for company ,
The reason for my being alone was that my dear wife was in the uk on her
annual 3 month visit to look after our grand daughter, Hannah, during the
school holidays whilst her parents were at work , she claimed it was hard
work, but l knew better (she loved it!)
This particular evening looked set to be stormy, as the wind was rising
and cumulus clouds were racing across the full moon making the night
alternately bright and then dark, and the forest was beginning to moan
gently !
This moaning usually meant it was going blow hard soon, so l went down
to the guest cabins to make sure all the umberellas were folded and lying
flat on ground and put any loose objects underneath the guest cabins which
were mounted on short stilts, then went back to the house to do the same
there.
The house roof sheets were beginning to creak by now in the still rising wind,
but there w as still no sign of rain yet as the clouds were still racing across the
sky, which meant that the wind might blow the rain away?
My dogs, who had accompanied me to carry out my tasks,(as usual !)
were now becoming uneasy due to the wind and the spectacular clouds !!
I went into the house to partially close the windows when the phone rang,
I looked at the clock, it was 10•30, who could be phoning at this time of night ??
Only one way to find out was answer the bloody thing l thought !!
To be continued.
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god DM I’m on the edge of me seat biting me finger nails! - but you ARE a good story teller please continue - you are a revivalist!! mouth to mouth rescusitation for LS!!
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@donkeyman, Saving Stephen continued, just had a beer !
Chapter2 Part 2.
I picked up the phone, said Pete, hou can dit !
It was Anna ,my nieghbour, she sounded stressed, she said Peter, can you
com elp me with Stephen,he was getting into bed and has collapsed, l cant
move him?
OK l said, l will be right there and with that l called my dogs indoors as l
didnt want my dogs and Annas fighting when we got there, (as my matriarch bitch
hated Annas poodles) and shut them in the house!
At this point l think l should explain that Stephen was diabetic and l had
allready had to ‘elp her with Stephen’ on a couple of earlier occasions, so l
knew roughly what to expect ?
However, l crossed my paddock and ducked through the wires and into
Stephens land, it was quite easy to see where l was going due to the
intermittent moon, but Annas lights were off,probably Stephen had shut
the generator down before collapsing ?
Making my way across Annas land and entering her garden and onto her
immaculate lawn l could see she had candles burning dimly inside her
windows, so l called out hello so she would know l had arrived, and this started
her poodles off yapping and they started worrying my ankles once they
recognised who it was entering their domain ,
Luckily Anna opened the kitchen door and called them off before l could
boot them into orbit! And l followed her into her kitchen, there was no sign
of Stephen ?? Eez on the bed! she said, and stood aside to let me enter
their bedroom, Stephen was lying on his back , with his legs hanging over the
end of the bed, his trousers were around his ankles, his mouth was hangjng
open, l could see no sign of him breathing, but when l felt his face it was
extremely sweaty, but the sweat was ice cold as was his face!
his body was completely relaxed, and his limbs were floppy like a freshly
killed pig, this was no ordinary sugar excess or deficiency !!
Meanwhile Anna had been explaing that she had allready phoned their
daughter in humansdorp which was some 80 kms away on the road to
Port Elizabeth and they were coming soon??
I told Anna that Stephen needed more urgent attention than that!
And l would go back to my place and fetch my bakkie while she phoned the
the hospital in Kareedowto alert them we were on our way with an
urgent case of diabetic collapse !!
With that l went back to my place, put some food out for the dogs and then
locked the house up, leaving the lights on for the dogs and to guide me
on the way back, if l came back ??
On arriving at Annas , l drove onto her immacculate lawn and reversed up to
her now open kitchen door as Anna came out with a torch, she had also put
her coat on told me the hospital was getting prepared for us, this was good
news as l had no other plans in my mind, her daughter phonedto say they
were just leaving Humansdorp,and Anna had told them what we were doing,
They wanted us to wait for them, but l was having none of that and overruled
them, a good decision as it turned out !!
Now, how to get Stephen into the back of my bakkie ??
His body was stil floppy, and his trousers were still around his ankles,
Allthough Anna was now trying to get them up, but Stephens suspenders
( Yes he wore suspenders) and Stephens floppy limbs were preventing it
from happening, only one thing to do, and l did it, l pushed Anna aside and tore
the offending trousers completely off, leaving Stephen in his suspenders and
open shirt and what looked like Y front under pants sprawled on his bed !
I was still unable to lift him due to his floppiness, so what could l do ??
I saw that the bed was standing on a large rug, this gave me an idea,
I would get the rug from. under the bed and roll Stephen up in this rug and
thus give Stephens floppy body the necassary stiffness!! Voila!
As l proceeded to put my plan into action Annas face fell, and she held her
hands up to her face in horror!
To keep Anna out of my way l sked her to go and lower the tailboard on
my bakkie while l did what was needed !!
While Anna was away doing my bidding, l rolled Stephen to one sde of the bed
and then inserted the rug and rolled him back to the other side of the bed,
This left the poor old bugger rolled up in a a tube like a cigarette !
I then dragged the rug with Stephen inside head first outside to my
waiting bakkie, propped the end with his head onto the tail board, then
jumped on the bakkie and pulled the rntire ensemble completely into
the back, Anna then grabbed a blanket. Jumped up beside her husband
and released his face, still with his mouth hanging open, and poked and pushed him a bit before wrapping herself in the blanket, while l went and put the
tailboard up again and using Annas torch l extinguished her candles and locked
her kitchen door,
We were ready, the time was 11•15, not bad considering ??
As l drove out onto the dirt road the wind had started to abate, it looked
like the threatened storm wouldnt be happening after all? l could see Anna
and the top of Stephens head in my interior rear view mirror, they looked
cosy enough!!
5kms later l pulled out onto the national road and turned right on the way to
Port Elizabeth, 30 kms later l would turn left over the pass for Kareedouw and the hospital , another 6•5 in all !! Almost there?? 10 kms along the national
road, l saw headlights approaching they started flashing me, lflashed back
but ignored them,their brake lights came on as they passed me, l pressed on !
their head lights reappeared, in my rear view mirror this time , still flashing,
I pressed on !! suddenly they swooped by and forced me to stop !!
About six people got out and came back to my bakkie, they gathered around
the load bed talking in africaans excitedly , phew! It was Annas daughtet
and other relatives and they didnt seem happy with the situation in the back
of my truck, in the end l just drove off again while they were arguing, and
lucki ly they decided to just follow me the rest of the way to the hospital
where the relatives came in handy in decanting Stephen from my bakkie and
releasing him from his rug straight jacket! Whereon they discovered that
Stephen was clad in just his shirt suspenders and socks!!
However they got him into a wheelchair that appeared from nowhere and
wheeled him off to be attended to !
There was no wind on this side of the mountain, and my journey back home
was uneventful and there was no sign of the storm at the farm?
My dogs were waiting !to greet me as l unlocked the doors and the time was
now 1•30 AM,
I went to bed and slept like a log !!
Stephen survived his ordeal, and l had awhole lot more africaans freinds
despite the .way l saved Stephen.
,
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is that leisurely
What a storey!
It took a while but what a tale of derring-do, whatever that is, and making a makeshift make-a-shift-a-bloke out of a carpet.
Good on you sir, and thanks for the entertainment. I assure you that despite the urgency of the situation, I read it at a leisurely pace.
@Fruitcake , so glad you enjoyed it!
I was worried about it, being in such exhalted company ??
I may try me hand again one day ? 
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well done DM keep it up it is worth it and you do have an interesting style of writing which is entertaining and lively - a bit of pinching here and there and you could write some good tales of varying lengths and make some money maybe - it’s got a bill bryson style in a way - good on a stormy night with a tot of houch?
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@gumbud, Thanks for your review guummy, Fruitcake liked it too, so to
have two such respected exponents of scribbling approving my work
is indeed gratifying . Thank you !
I have also read through it a couple of times and have found some errors,
both typo and otherwise,
I dont think l can make any money as you suggest because Azz own all the
copyrights to the forum?
Anyway, fanks again,msee you later ?? 
And where have I mentioned that word and who are you to make rules ?
A trip to spec savers is in order methinks .
Well done DM. great story and well told, you have indeed got a fine talent. 
Great to see “new”faces” scribbling away, beats slicing rashers off each other any day. 
I’m busy the last few weeks helping the daughter redecorate her house, only the light jobs mind you, painting and the like.
“I just dropped in to see you all, I’ll only stay a while, I want to see how you’re getting on I want to see you smile”, (A great one to use when visiting a chatty Auntie)
From the song, “The Homes of Donegal”.
Now heres a lady from them parts with a good voice, 82 and still going strong.
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@Jem,thanks for that Jem, fine praise indeed coming from the grand father
of scribbling !!
The tune you sent reminded me. of one we used to sing down “The olde
Red Lion”, think it was called ‘the wild collonial boy" ?
Not sure though as lm mostly deaf, me eyes aint too good either !l
I was always slow at school, but me mum said l was a’ late developer’ ??
Must ave been true tho, as im 87 yrs as we speak !!
@PixieKnuckles , fanks pixie, glad you enjoyed it !!
The next ones gonna be called " The Brigadeers wife,
Dunno if l will post it on the forum tho, things are changing ??
erhm DM the committee has said you may!
but perhaps a short pause RIP Ma’am
gumbud, Oooer, l was wondering if the antipodese had heard the news
about her Mag yet gummy ?
It seems you have, will you be coming over for the funeral ?
They do nice snacks for afterwards at Buck palace l’m told ?
Regarding the committee, l am presently trying to do summat shorter as l find
me fingers get spastic after ten hrs of hitting the keys ?