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Saffron opened the door to find Chuckie Chunder and the Cheeseburgers, their arms piled high with pizzas and cartons of drink, standing on the doorstep. Everyone cheered as they entered bearing their booty. The noise was deafening.
Charles made a suggestion as he was handing around the food. ‘How about turning on the telly and watching the news? I saw a T.V. camera at the demo, let’s see what’s happening.’ There was a game show running so they turned the sound right down, but Saffron kept one eye on the screen.
After about twenty minutes, the regional news report came on. The very first item was the one they had been waiting for. Saffron leapt across outstretched legs to turn up the volume. She was desperate to work out exactly what had happened.
‘Look! There you are Athol!’ shouted Charles, as the picture on the screen showed the crowd and a glimpse of the speaker. ‘And that’s you siss, sitting on the steps with your ...’
‘Just shut up! you moron. I can’t hear!’ hissed Saffron. She concentrated hard on the television.
‘... and this extreme community reaction, to the approval of the new subdivision by council, seems to have been justified by events earlier today.
This afternoon a Senior Council Official was stopped at the airport as he and his family were, reportedly, about to leave for a skiing holiday to Switzerland.’
‘Bull-shit!’ commented Charles.