Just Call Me.....

Another weekend, another event. A local fayre to raise money for the restoration of the 14C tithe barn. It's the second time we have done this event and it's a doddle - a single day with a couple of overnights thrown in, lots of children and a beautiful medieval barn as a backdrop.

I gained a new persona at this event. Now I am not only Quene Brambles, wife of the absent Billy Brambles (our lovely Anthony, currently living overseas), but I am now also Mama Dawes.

Dawes is the nickname of a young man in the group. We have been making friends for a couple of years now and he likes hanging out at the moneying stall when not on show and we enjoy each other's company. He's about 18 years younger than me - which makes me feel ancient! This weekend he turned up at camp and I went to meet him. We hugged and one of the girls commented he didn't like to hug, at which I said without thinking 'but I am Mama Dawes - and I get hugs!' at which I got another!
The name stuck and we couldn't resist referring to my new maternal status at random opportunities, totally bemusing unknowing members of the company :-)

Funniest was when Dawes and I decided we were tired at the same time and peeled away from the fire for bed (me to my tent and him to his car) followed by various suggestive comments and whistles from the company - at which he said with mock outrage 'Don't talk about my mother like that!'......a confused silence dropped while we screamed with laughter and waltzed off!

So was born Mama Dawes - mother to smelly soldier Dawes, who is destined to be a bad'un, I think. Should be an interesting life....
I can hear my spiel to the public now -
'Of course, out of my seven babies the only survivor was my boy, Dawes...him over there with the dirty padding and the beard.....!' :-)

Another thing that made me smile was giving first aid to our esteemed medieval doctor. The quirk about our medieval doctor is he is a practising doctor, specialising in A&E trauma. So there I am with an antiseptic wipe and this experienced doctor is cowering in front of me whispering 'You're going to hurt me, aren't you.......?' [evil grin]

Ah, such fun - a day out in sunshine and an opportunity to spend quality time with friends :-)
Just call me Mama Dawes ;-)

cq