Ron & Eff - Christmas 2006 (part III)
The frail sunlight filtered through the fashionable Venetian blinds of Ron & Effs little turret room at Disneyland, Paris.
It had been a long and hard day, yesterday, reflected Ron, who was awake first, due to the feeble sunrays which hit him full in the eyeballs. Agreeable, pleasant, but tiring!
"Wonder what awaits me today," mused Ron to himself,"It's Christmas Eve, and the first one for years,when we don't really have to do anything, except be waited upon!" **************
Ron had never considered arranging his wine cellar for Christmas as a job of work, anyway. Too much pleasure was had before the holidays, to consider this as "work". As far as the baking, cooking and all that was concerned, he didn't do a great deal anyway, and he supposed that Eff enjoyed doing all that, just as he enjoyed his wine cellar stuff.
"Oh Ron", said Eff, in traditional fashion,"All this fairy stuff puts you in form,my love!"
"What do you mean, Eff?" asked Ron, "Didn't know I'd done anything special, my dove!"
Eff didn't reply, because she had recognised that little male macho accent in Ron's voice - as though there was nothing special, just doing his duty etc.
"What are we going to do today, pet?" asked Eff."It's Christmas Eve, and we've got nothing to prepare or anything!" (repeating Ron's thoughts)
"Well, since the party doesn't start until this evening, Eff, I thought we could just have a leisurely wander around, maybe play a Crazy Golf, and just enjoy doing nothing!"
"That sounds good, Ron, but I still can't beleive that even here they do it all like the French, you know, starting about 8 o'clock, and going on, probably for hours and hours! You'd think they would do it like at home, you know, on the 25th at lunch time, wouldn't you!"
"Well, I suppose it's because there are all sorts around, and anyway, we've got our Traditional Christmas Day things, haven't we - though I don't think we'll get to hear the Queen, I suppose - but never mind!"
"Yes, Ron, it's probably the fault of all those Germans, but did you see the look on their faces when I got all the places reserved around the pool, yesterday, with towels and things! They couldn't beleive it, could they?" chuckled Eff.
"Yeah, Eff, but I reckon it was a bit much to do it all in the middle of the night, and this morning I couldn't find a towel to dry myself after my shower. On top of that I didn't realise until I was finished, and I can tell you - it's difficult to dry yourself all over just with that little hot air hair dryer you brought! You sure you didn't have just one little glass too much after dinner?"
"Ron - you know the only place I get woozy is at the Marquis place," said Eff, and Ron winced again.
"Leave the bloody Marquis out of this, he ain't here - thank Gawd!" *************************
So it all happened. Hazard and chance took its course, and Ron & Eff wandered off down to the crazy golf pitch.
"It's not quite the same as an 18 hole course, Eff," said Ron, as he aimed up for his 4th "hole in one".
"Oh Ron - it won't kill you to miss out for once on a holiday without your golf. Anyway, this way I can come around with you, and enjoy it!"
Eff was just lining up to follow her last 3 holes (with a total of 34 strokes) when Ron jumped swiftly to one side as a loud .....fssssssssssssssss ...... followed by a solid thump was heard. A crazy golf ball had whizzed past his ear, missing by very little!
"Bloody 'ell," said Ron " this IS crazy, this golf. That one could have been one of Wacky Backy's special hooked drive shots, now I feel at home!"
At that moment, he felt a friendly thump on the back, and a long arm enveloped him, and a strangely familiar voice said-"I knew it was him, I said so! I saw you yesterday, but Mrs Wacky Backy told me not to be stupid!"
Ron looked at Eff, who was standing there with her mouth open, staring upwards at the figure standing behind her Ron.
"It's Wacky, Ron - well, who would have dreamed meeting you here!"
"Oh my god," said Ron,"It's starting again!"
His natural good upbringing took over, and he finally stammered "Hello Wacky, what are you doing here, then - won a prize did you, like us?"
Wacky said," No Ron, our eldest is working here. It's her first job, so we thought we'd come along to make sure she's all right!"
Eff said "I told you that poor girl in the turret room looked familiar, and all you said was that she was a right little cracker, and lucky old Marquis who was chasing her!"
"Well, how was I to know it Wacky 2? After all, you don't expect to bump into people like that, do you! At least the bloody Marquis isn't to be seen!"
"Shall we get ourselves around the same table this evening for Dinner," asked Wacky."Mrs Backy would like that, and our eldest has to work anyway, so we're free!"
"Yeah - great," replied Ron & Eff simultanously. So plans were made and a nicely placed table in the festively decorated dining room arranged. Mr & Mrs Wackybacky took off to control things in the turret, being slightly alarmed at stories of a wicked Marquis! ********************
"Seems like it ain't so bad being friends of the parents of a damsel in distress," said Ron."After all, our normal table WAS just a little bit close to the toilets and the kitchen, wasn't it, Eff?"
"Yes Ron, and that table we've got now is a beauty, just next to the fireplace with it's roaring fire logs and stuff!"
"Yeah, but they're only artificial, Eff, so we shouldn't be too hot," said Ron as he rubbed his gloved hands to warm them up from the freezing French air."Tell you what, let's go and have a look at that gift shop, and see if we can get some little thing for Mr & Mrs Backy!"
Eff agreed wholeheartedly, always being the one who took great delight in buying "little things" packing them up and sending them to various people, who also thoroughly enjoyed receiving them! It pleased her to see that her thoughts on the matter had rubbed off a little onto her Ron!
"Can't take too long though, Eff," said Ron," we've got that theater evening thing that starts at 5, and I'd like a little lie down after lunch. Hey, by the way, did you get those towels back, if I've got to dry down with the hair dryer again, I'll take care how close I get with it to dry certain body parts! Certainly brings water to the eyes, you know Eff!"
Eff was pleased to the limits by the suggestion of ANOTHER lie down, after lunch, and said to herself that she had been right, after all, must be paradise and the fairy stuff that did it!
"Right, let's get to the gift shop, then the dining room and have a quick lunch, then a lie down"said she, and marched off with a bounce in her step!
END OF PART III - Part IV (and last) will follow before Christmas Eve!
(I apologise in advance for the lack of illustrations, but as you will have noted from the other postings published, Google are still not capable of getting it right, and emailing a post will not accept photos. I'll try a little Smiley, but if all you get is a red "X", take it as a kiss from Eff to you all! 
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