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for a leprechaun to wear to a St
Patrick's Day parade, and lastly a model wearing a battered olive
green jacket with sensual green lacy knickers. That's me; I like
the jacket and love the knickers. I don't normally wear knickers
but they would be just right for special occasions, better than the
ones with the daisies.
    Janice comes
back on stage and sings Ball
and Chain . Out struts a model
wearing words and dragging a ball and chain. The words are all
joined together but, with all the gaps, it's see-though. I try to
read it but, with the model moving, I can't make out what it says.
If I made it, the words would be a poem or a story or something.
She ushers in the work wear; smart suits and ties, trouser suits,
little black numbers for seducing the boss, overalls and lastly
some yellow cut-off jeans and a dark blue T-shirt with little white
flowers stuck on it. It hardly looks like work wear but is just
perfect for me to do my housework in. It'll take the boring edge
off cleaning the toilet and scrubbing the floors.
     
    There's a break
and waiters come around with drinks and trays laden with delicious
canap é s, then Janice takes the stage again and sings Summertime . A Chinese model comes out wearing seaweed. It's very
light and floats around her as if in the ocean currents. She has
seashells dangling from her ears and a pearl necklace. She's
followed by models in swimsuits. There's a bikini in the same polka
dot as my old one, way back in Spain, with a matching bathrobe.
It's very tempting but I decide on a simple one-piece black
swimsuit. You just can't beat it.
    There's so many
clothes that are just me that I smell a rat.
Jesus and Azziz are up to something; it’s one of their special
surprises. I get all excited, wondering what'll happen.
Next up is casual wear. I pick
out some comfy, relaxed looking outfits, mostly jeans and tops, and
a couple of bright dresses for the summer.
     
After the main course,
Janice staggers up onto stage. She's having some difficulty
standing, but when she speaks doesn't put a word out of place, 'I
know we're a couple of months late, but better late than never.
Ladies and Gentlemen, please join me in wishing Emily a very happy
birthday!'
Wow! With so much going on,
like almost getting eaten, I'd forgotten all about it. It had
slipped by unnoticed.
    Following
Janice's gravelly voice, the crowd sings Happy Birthday .
I'm wiping tears from my eyes when the birthday cake arrives with
sparklers and candles. Fourteen candles! Once the sparklers burn
out, I make a wish and blow out the candles. Everyone cheers. I
don't like having such a fuss made over me but it is neat. I cut the cake up. It's a chocolate cake. It's so
crusty on the outside that I have trouble getting the knife through
and inside there's white bits like the flour wasn't mixed in
properly. It's served up with vanilla ice cream and lashings of
chocolate sauce and in the flickering light from the torches looks
just perfect.
     
Once it's all eaten and
coffee has been served, Janice takes the stage again. She takes a
little ball of paper out of her pocket and once she's unscrumpled
it and got it the right way up, reads it and says, 'Yes, Happy
Birthday Emily. Apparently Zeus himself baked the cake. He
apologises for not being here in person tonight but sends his
birthday wishes. Emily, the clothes you liked have been delivered
to your cottage, I hear that you're due for a new
wardrobe.'
I want to get up and say
something to thank everyone but just sit there, smiling stupidly.
It's all so neat.
'I have a little present
for you myself. If you would like, I’ll give you singing
lessons.'
    Double
cool. I smile at her and
nod.
'Come and visit my house on
Zwingly, you're welcome anytime.'
Reading her scrap of paper, she
looks a little surprised and takes time to read it again before
continuing. 'Emily it seems that you have reached a very special
time in your life, you are no longer a girl, welcome to
womanhood!'
The guests cheer