Chasing Unicorns

Chasing Unicorns

SWANWICK WRITERS

Copyright © 2017 Individual Contributors

Maggie Kay (Celebrating Sisterhood)

Elizabeth Hopkinson (Chasing Unicorns)

Fay Wentworth (Whisper in the Wind)

Brian Lockett (Sir Humphrey Appleby Meets William Shakespeare)

Elizabeth Ducie (The Pop Star and the Businessman)

Val Williamson (At the Eleventh Hour)

Julia Pattison (Zoe’s Birthday Treat)

Pat Belford (A Surprise in the Jungle)

Helen Ellwood (Spreading Magic)

Julia Pattison (Bramwell and the Spider)

Katy Clarke (A Sign of Peace)

Karen Rogerson (Cover illustration)

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Edited by Elizabeth Ducie, Diana Wimbs and Andrew Marsh

Published in 2017 by Chudleigh Phoenix Publications

To our friend, Katy Clarke; taken from us far too soon, but never forgotten

CONTENTS

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FOREWORD

CELEBRATING SISTERHOOD

CHASING UNICORNS

WHISPER IN THE WIND

SIR HUMPHREY APPLEBY MEETS WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

THE POP STAR AND THE BUSINESS MAN

AT THE ELEVENTH HOUR

ZOE’S BIRTHDAY TREAT

A SURPRISE IN THE JUNGLE

SPREADING MAGIC

BRAMWELL AND THE SPIDER

A SIGN OF PEACE

ABOUT THE AUTHORS

THE MAGIC OF SWANWICK

FOREWORD

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Katy Clarke was a brave, funny and inspiring lady who loved family and friends, words and writing, Scotland, history, music and spirituality.  A lot of her own writing was historical human interest, like the piece about her great grandfather reproduced at the end of this book. As well as being a wonderful mum, writer and writing tutor, wherever Katy went she made friends and changed people's lives for the better.  Latterly, she was a founder member of discussion group Conscious Evolution and Ipplepen local history group in Devon.  When living in Dorset, she led the campaign to save Highcliffe Castle.  In Ayr, Scotland, where Katy brought up her family, she was an active member of the Robert Burns Society and became the first ever woman President.   She also supported and advocated for health and well-being organisations throughout her life.

After Katy died, I signed up for a charity walk in aid of Rowcroft Hospice and collected some very generous sponsorship from Katy’s friends and family. But then the walk was cancelled! I wanted to do something in Katy’s memory and in acknowledgement of both the sponsorship and the wonderful support that this part of Devon receives from the staff at Rowcroft. Chatting with my husband in the taxi from the airport to our holiday villa in Portugal, the idea Chasing Unicorns was born.

It was Katy who introduced me to the Writers’ Summer School and therefore it seemed obvious to involve other Swanwickers in the project, both as writers and editors. The brief was for stories and other pieces of writing that reflect some of the things that meant so much to Katy.

Katy’s daughter, Karen, designed the cover. Katy’s sister, Maggie Kay, wrote the moving opening letter and also provided the wonderful article from Katy herself that closes the book.

Thank you for buying this book and supporting the cause.

Elizabeth Ducie

October 2017

CELEBRATING SISTERHOOD

Maggie Kay (Srimati)

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Dearest Sis

At my birthday parties, you always tell the tale of how, as an eight year old girl, Mum tied a ribbon in your hair one morning between contractions. Later, newborn sister arrived, you walked to the local shop and bought me a soother in the shape of a teddy bear with your own pocket money.

And of how, a few months after that, on summer holiday, the baby sitter said You may hold your sister if she wakes. So you pinched me. And I woke. And cried. And you felt terrible about it. The baby sitter didn’t understand why you were crying too as you held me.

Back home we shared a bedroom in the attic. Twin beds in ‘non-identical twin’ halves. Mine, so neat—teddies in a row. Yours, alive with teenage shape and colour—make up, guitar, clothes. Angie Baby and Barry White woke us on cold winter mornings, recorded from radio onto cassette. You loved the music charts and always remembered who sang what and when—forever our pop music expert.

The eight years between us placed us a world apart. Yet when I was eight and you 16, I fell for your first love, Frank, too, snuggling up to him on the sitting room sofa whilst he sang me Pretty Little Girl in a Blue Dress.

Frank was guest of honour at my birthday party (the one where I broke into tears because I wasn’t winning ‘move the pea’—too much emotion on my special day), wearing my best blue dress, of course.

And when I was 16, I also fell for an attractive, dark haired boy with a motorbike, who looked