07-10-2014, 11:05 PM
Drayson picked out a red and set the wine list aside, chuckling in quiet amusement at her statement. Work. That was likely to be his excuse as well. "Conflict of interest, should I be caught in the company of those I might call friends outside of work hours. So it will be Churchill's Pub, Christmas Eve. They do a marvelous Christmas dinner. Roast goose. Pigs in a blanket. Bread sauce. Christmas crackers. Even a Yorkshire pie with all the fowl. British only. But we could make an exception for a Londoner, if you are interested."
It was not an ideal way for him to celebrate Christmas; that would have been back in Castletown with his mother and brothers. But, an old basement pub with some fellow Islanders was a pleasant enough alternative.
"Luckily for me, Victoria, I am not the type often invited to those sorts of celebrations. Not terribly popular in the political circles."
He smiled warmly; that fact was a point of pride for him. Unlike some who held his rank, he never fit in well with the higher ups. Probably because he did not come with a price tag. He was at best suspicious of police and CDPS personnel that were.
He go to the Cathedral of Christ the Saviour the morning of Christmas Eve, to attend a ceremony for those police, fire department, and other emergency services that had fallen in the line of duty over the past year. Then, hopefully, the pub would happen that evening, should he not become waylaid by work, of course.
It was not an ideal way for him to celebrate Christmas; that would have been back in Castletown with his mother and brothers. But, an old basement pub with some fellow Islanders was a pleasant enough alternative.
"Luckily for me, Victoria, I am not the type often invited to those sorts of celebrations. Not terribly popular in the political circles."
He smiled warmly; that fact was a point of pride for him. Unlike some who held his rank, he never fit in well with the higher ups. Probably because he did not come with a price tag. He was at best suspicious of police and CDPS personnel that were.
He go to the Cathedral of Christ the Saviour the morning of Christmas Eve, to attend a ceremony for those police, fire department, and other emergency services that had fallen in the line of duty over the past year. Then, hopefully, the pub would happen that evening, should he not become waylaid by work, of course.