As part of her prize, Norma’s niece Louise was taken to the couture floor. Lean, black-clad women glided into the fitting-room, nursing plastic sheathes.
Norma had decided on her serviceable tweed costume.
Now, pleasant girls hovered around her. One wore overalls made of tulle.
She always included little Cecil when she told people she was the eldest of eleven.
‘Goodness! How did your mother cope?’
Norma’s mother had raised her brood warmly and gently.
A waiter appeared. They wheeled to accept new drinks, flew her company.
Louise fluttered by wearing startling orange, a peacock feather trailing from her Alice band.
Norma had decided on her serviceable tweed costume.
Now, pleasant girls hovered around her. One wore overalls made of tulle.
She always included little Cecil when she told people she was the eldest of eleven.
‘Goodness! How did your mother cope?’
Norma’s mother had raised her brood warmly and gently.
A waiter appeared. They wheeled to accept new drinks, flew her company.
Louise fluttered by wearing startling orange, a peacock feather trailing from her Alice band.
