Jim received notice, not for the first time in his career, that the university would no longer need him.
“I will have to rely completely on whatever I can get for my writing,” he complained to Annabel. “I could always accept Newcastle, if they’ll still have me.”
“Well, at least one of us is on the up,” she said. “They have made me the party women’s advisor for the whole of the Colne area.”
“Well done. I’m glad to see you’ve found something that you are interested in outside of the garden and cats.”
That comment earned Jim a punch on the arm.
Olivia came downstairs with a large rucksack and a suitcase.
“You all ready to go then?” asked Jim.
“I suppose so,” said Olivia.
“Come on then, let me give you a hand with those. We’ll have to walk to Mark’s.”
“Be sure to thank them for lend
