Due to Ambrose inviting a minor celebrity to his bachelor party, somehow, along the way, he'd gained a little notoriety and fame .. and one celebrity star point. Which meant that he was a prime target for the paparazzi. Even more so now, whilst he and Ginny were on vacation. They were camped out at Base Camp when the newlyweds arrived back from the Nectary.
One, a young woman by the name of Zoe Lefevre, was lurking around the enclosed garden at the rear.

The other one, namely a Florence Desrosiers, was pretending to play chess, just waiting for Ambrose and Ginny to arrive back.

Ignoring them, Ginny headed straight for the communal kitchen to start dinner. The fridge was sparsely stocked, due to the fact that most guests ate out whilst they holidayed at Champs Le Sims. But she managed to rustle up a few veggies and stuff to make an Autumn Salad.

She thought she'd play it safe and go for something that wouldn't burn the kitchen down. but all the time she was cooking, she had the sudden cravings for Grilled Cheese Sandwiches. If only there'd been some cheese, then maybe she could have made some for herself????

After Ambrose's shower, he got a call from one of his bachelor party buddies, asking him how he was enjoying his honeymoon.

"Bloody brilliant," Brosie enthused, "Champs Le Sims is everything I'd dreamed of. The locals are friendly, and we've already visited the Nectary today."

He failed to mention the fact that he'd taken ill there, as that was none of anybody's business, except for those folks who'd actually been there.
"Dinner's ready!" Ginny shouted from the kitchen.
"Be right there honey! Gotta go, catch up with you soon."
Too hungry to wait, Ginny had already made a start on her meal and was clearing away her plate when Brosie sat down to have his.


"When you're ready," she said, wiping her hands on the tea towel, "fancy a game of chess with me?"
"You don't have to ask me twice," came the reply.
So, they sat down together, pondering over the pieces on the board, trying to figure out what move to make next.

They found themselves getting really tired at about 9:30pm, which was quite early for these two. But, because of the activities and the long haul flight getting there, exhaustion had finally caught up with them.



They made their way to bed, too tired to get up to any mischief and promptly fell into a deep sleep. Whilst they dreamed of building blocks and planting some seeds.....

........ they didn't hear the soft creak of their room door opening, nor the gentle padding of sneakers across the floor.

They were to exhausted to notice a long shadow cast across the bed as a member of the paparazzi stood there, Zoe no less, her camera in hand, taking pictures of the slumbering couple.


Neither were they aware that the same Zoe, determined to grab the latest scoop on this 'celebrity couple', was taking down notes on her clipboard,

before silently vanishing out into the night.......
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