Glynis Fairchops left her sisters’ hairdressers hastily; she’d spotted Myrtle and Ognar Rance walking into Avian Way, and needed to catch up with her friend. Miriam and Barbara Barber, AKA the Spinster Sisters, were more than used to Glynis’ unpaid exits.
On Avian Way, Glynis found the Rances chatting with Edvard von Grünne outside the Cock o’ Hoop Inn. Edvard is the head of the Events Committee, and the Rances are special guest judges for the town’s Nature’s Makeover competition.
‘Ah, Mrs Fairchops,’ Edvard said with his usual sneer, ‘what can I do for you today?’
‘It isn’t you I’m after, Mr Vongun,’ Edvard flinched, ‘it’s Mrs Rance.’ Glynis caught her breath. ‘Hello, Myrtle,’ she began without invitation, ‘I simply must thank you for your excellent plant food.’
Ognar manoeuvred himself behind Edvard, and shook his hands and head urgently, not that Glynis noticed.
‘I spilt the first lot all over my bike,’ Glynis continued, ‘and this morning it looks like a forest.’
Ognar’s shoulders slumped.
‘Oh, is that your bike around the corner from the café? Of course it is.’ Myrtle chuckled, ‘I was saying to Edvard that certainly must be in the competition.’
‘Plant food?’ Edvard was curious.
‘Yes,’ Myrtle chuckled again; ‘tomatoes and onions from our garden. Did the bag break, Mrs Fairchops? What a shame.’
‘Er, yes,’ Glynis stuttered, confused.
‘You’ve done wonders with your bike’ Myrtle smiled, ‘it looks very natural indeed. Nature claims her own!’
Edvard looked on suspiciously.
Myrtle blinked, blushed and smiled.
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The Mansionic Perspective 
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