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Best of birthdays to wonderful daughter Slopsy:heart: Sorry couldn't get Edge as requested complete with birthday ribbon & bow. Will try harder next year :hug: :hug:

Say goodbye, girls - this is the END! Free Falling Chapter 16 Walking in the Parnell rose gardens, blessed by the warm sun, surrounded by delicate perfume and rainbow colours. Petals like silk, sensuous under my fingertips, scattered across the paths in soft mosaics. A shady seat beneath a...

Free Falling Chapter 15 A new day, sunny, windless, and a new perspective to go with it, seeing what I’d gained rather than what was lost. Edge was sat up in bed surrounded by paper when I brought him breakfast, hatless for once and looking rather like a king conducting business from his...

Free Falling Chapter 14 It was dark when we reached Sweetwaters. I felt as if I’d been away for weeks and was glad to be on home ground again. ‘There’re lights on,’ observed Edge. ‘Bono must have got here before us.’ I looked at the welcoming lights on the front porch and glowing through the...

Slightly more light-hearted bit. Free Falling Chapter 13 On the road again. I was driver, Edge riding shotgun. His cheerful, positive mood lifted my spirits, enabling me to face the future with more courage. We swung into a car park in Whangarei, in sudden and urgent need of coffee. ‘Lots of...

Free Falling Chapter 12 ‘Wow!’ said Edge for the millionth time. ‘Look at this, Roo, it’s perfect for a music room.’ I followed in Edge’s wake as he strode through the house, trying hard to be practical and look for faults. Edge, however, had already bought the place in his mind, had moved in...

Free Falling Chapter 11 The morning was sultry and humid, the kind of day when the smallest movement provoked an excess of moisture from every pore. Edge and I breakfasted on the shady front deck, it was too hot to make any energetic plans and we talked lazily about nothing much. ‘I should...

Free Falling Chapter 10 She sat at my kitchen table, Mrs Hewson, composed and confident. A shaft of sun highlighted her dark hair, her beautiful face. Her clothes were simple but stunningly cut, complimenting her clear eyes and flawless skin. This is so unfair, I thought. I am looking like a...

Free Falling Chapter 9 Finally back at Sweetwaters, arriving in the dark hour before dawn. In my warm sitting room, lit by mellow lamps, we all sat in silence thinking our own thoughts. Edge sat by the fireplace with Effy and Beep crowded onto his lap. Adam sank into the big armchair...

Got a bit diverted with other stuff recently, too many words in my head! Here's the next (rather long) chapter. Free Falling Chapter 8 We landed at Piripiri airfield, a few miles away from the danger zone, and made our way to the main building for briefing. The army had been busy setting up...

This sprang unbidden into my head and poured out again in a feverish couple of nights' writing. I've no idea if it's good, bad, indifferent or plain weird - it just had to be done, it seems. With thanks to C.P. Estes, for showing me how to plant the seed and let it grow. Deep Song He walked...

Free Falling Chapter 7 Dawn came with a gentler light, a Turner sky. Wrapped in Bono’s jacket, which had kept me warm through the long night, I went to visit the horses. They stood with the early ground-mist curling around their legs, glad to see me as always. No sound from the sleeping house...

Free Falling Chapter 6 In which Adam and Edge arrive and Larry is not a happy bunny. The morning brought a bright day, the blue sky matching Bono’s eyes watching me wake up. ‘Big day today. Adam and Edge are arriving,’ said Bono. I propped up my pillows and sat up, nervously thinking about...

In which Roo and Bono are totally hopeless about resolving their situation. And Larry makes an appearance. Warning: mental images of Bono in the spa could be damaging to your health … Free Falling Chapter 5 A day of rain and I’m in the kitchen baking bread, humming to myself, absorbed in the...

Free Falling Chapter 4 One morning I managed to persuade Bono to ride with me. We wanted to visit the hidden bay and it was really too far to walk. ‘I don’t know about this,’ Bono prevaricated, lying on my bed and watching me dress. ‘Maybe you’d better persuade me some more.’ ‘Enough with the...

Free Falling Chapter 3 Morning, and Bono sleeping so soundly I had to check he was still breathing. I’ll leave him here, sleep is a great healer, I thought, but spent some time just looking at Bono, loving every line of his face, every inch of his body. Eventually I managed to tear myself away...

Free Falling Chapter 2 First light, pooling golden across my bed, blessing us like the first dawn in Eden. Bono curled around me like a shell, deeply asleep, quiet and at peace. So many years since I’d shared my bed with anyone, or woken to the feel of someone’s body warmth. I savoured the...

This is the sequel to Learning to Fly, written because the damn characters wouldn't leave me alone. It's all from my fevered imagination, no offense intended to U2 or anyone else. Fair bit of bad language and suggestiveness included. Many thanks to Gluey for encouragement :hug: Free Falling...

Learning to Fly Part 13 In the hangar again, dust dancing in the shafts of sun slanting through the wide-open doors. Checking the Pitts thoroughly, carefully, everything must be perfect today. Flight plan filed, parachute packed, aeroplane gassed and ready. Pre-flight checks, contact and...

The penultimate part - sorry it's a bit long! Learning to Fly Part 12 A day on my own, many chores to attend to, supplies to be replenished. An inner calmness which floated me through the mundane routines, colouring them with pleasure. Tidying up the office I discovered a little sketch of...

Learning to Fly Part 11 We had planned an early start the next morning. I would be taking the horses back, accompanied by Bono and Edge, while Larry and Adam drove the cars. I had fallen asleep while the band talked about plans for other countries, travelling and meetings. I woke to Edge’s...

In which Edge gets wet, Roo talks to Adam about God and Larry has some bad news. Learning to Fly Part 10 Morning, and the song of the bellbirds praising the rising sun. Warm, warm sleeping bag. Someone snoring softly, in counterpoint to the birdsong. Cool sea breeze stroking my face with soft...

OK, can't have BDO fatigued and lonely so here's the next bit. Learning to Fly Part 9 The day of the Great Escape dawned clear and cloudless. A large 4WD trailed a long stream of dust up the track to the back yard. Adam stepped out looking like he’d just got off a yacht in St Tropez. Larry was...

Learning to Fly Part 8 By evening I felt half-human again, restored by the simple tasks of attending to the animals’ needs. I planned a blissfully peaceful evening, a good book, some gentle music and time to reflect on last night. Curled up with Clannad in the background and a long, cool drink...

In which Larry is a hero ... Learning to Fly Part Seven Evening, and I had not crossed paths with Bono. He had been caught up in all the planning and preparation, no chance to speak with him before my makeover session with Anna. That professional and quite scary lady had found me some stunning...