Fic: Mrs Hudson's Holiday: G

[smallhobbit]

Title: Mrs Hudson's Holiday
Form/Word Count: 374
Characters/Pairing: Mrs Hudson
Rating: G
Warning/Content: Mrs Hudson is on holiday

Mrs Hudson was enjoying her short break at the seaside.  Her cousin had invited her to stay, but she had declined, not wishing to visit her very abstemious relative – after all, small portions of tough meat with overdone vegetables and a small sherry on Sunday was not her idea of fun.  Instead, she had found a respectable guesthouse for discerning landladies who wished to escape their troublesome tenants for a few days, which was much more to her taste.  As was the generous glass of gin which accompanied the night-time hot milk, or, indeed, replaced it.

She was currently sitting on a bench on the promenade with a view of the sea, which, from the reaction of the bathers, was still cold despite it being the height of summer.  She had treated herself to a new parasol, which could either protect her from the hot sun, or from those who chose to share her bench and snore, the parasol being currently employed in poking the offending gentleman.  He soon got up and stumbled off to find a suitable unoccupied bench to continue his snooze.

She had no intention of venturing onto the sand, it would only get into her shoes, and she spent quite enough time at home sweeping up various substances which had been trampled indoors to want to do the same whilst on holiday.  And if any of the sand managed to come home with her, she was fairly sure her tenant would try to analyse it and she had no intention of letting him know where she’d been, as she wished to keep her destination secret so she could return again.

Instead, she took out some postcards from her bag and sat and wrote them.  She would hand deliver them on her return to save on postage, for, after all, they would only arrive after she got back, which made little sense.

Once completed she stood up.  She would take a stroll along the promenade before buying a few trinkets and then returning to the guesthouse in time for the evening meal.  After which she was planning on joining some of the other hotel residents on a visit to the end of the pier show.  It was indeed a lovely holiday.

Comments

[gardnerhill]

Sounds perfect. Peace and quiet, and right now even a cold day by the seaside would be very welcome!

[smallhobbit]

If I could I would send you along to join Mrs Hudson.