Visiting auntie

Well woke up to an old nightmare today.

The Gorse Fox had to go to London to see his auntie. Simon Templar had asked him to come and visit and help her make some difficult decisions. The trouble is the old dear is ga-ga... speaks with authority and yet makes little sense. Living on her repuation and the riches of the past, rather than her current no-longer rigourous intellect.

The jouney was relaxed, and it seemed strange entering the palatial halls as a visitor again. Simon Templar came down to escort me up to the meeting. Saw lots of familiar faces as we went up the stairs... nice to see these people, but old nightmares were lurking at the back of the mind. We discussed things at length, and had lunch while we talked. It was interesting how things had changed... there appeared to be less confrontation, and more intellectual rigour than I remember. It was clear that finally she was understanding the edifice we had created for her.