She's So Heavy

Weak in the knee....Oh Honey Pie

A/N: Boo! Did I scare you! Did you miss me? It's been an absolute age. An age of Easter School holidays and hubby home for weeks recuperating from minor surgery. But I'm back,  turfed hubs off back to work and the kids back to school YAY!!!!

Vo-mments, as always, are very welcome!

Enjoy!

"Julian, come along. Let's go inside now" Beth smiled with abandon, this day had been so much fun. The gardens were big and vast and a lot like Norfolk where granddad lives. A pokey front yard was no good for kicking balls and playing catch, nor kite flying which is what she had been doing with Julian til it caught in the oak tree. And John, he had been so dreamy, even when he snored a little in his sleep in the sunroom earlier. He was ever so handsome and she could have gazed at him happily for absolutely hours upon hours but right when she was getting a little braver and thinking about entering the room to have a good ole perve, Julian had cried out from his cot.

She lifted the bub to her hip. Julian had enjoyed watching the triangular kite painted with an eagle dipping and diving in the sky above him as he lay on a blanket. Sighing she checked the kites position one last time then went about dragging the blanket behind her to the lounger on the patio.... There was a lounger and a sparkling blue pool and a big rainbow painted umbrella set over a wrought iron table setting painted white. Which a seat at the table would be truly perfect for watching extremely under clad Beatles swimming around in said pool. Oh the hours she could just sit and ogle him... she sighed once more at the thrill of it all and walked through the back door. Which interestingly, was designed like a stable door with both a top and bottom part- very cool.

"Hey up! There's the Jude-sitter. He's still in one piece, is he. Well done!" John stretched and yawned and his shirt lifted to reveal belly. Yummy Beatle belly. Beth beamed, this was an awesome babysitting job.

"He's alrigh' The kite may be a little mixed up with the oak tree though..."

"Aeronautical issues then. Happens to the best of us. My last flight had a kite tangled with the chimney. Wouldn't have been an issue in summer but in winter..." Words spilt quietly as he mumbled into his teacup as Beth gazed on adoringly. Then he was 'up' again grinning ruefully with delight "....In winter the chimney has ash and what not flying about doesn't it.. set the bloody thing alight! Cyn got a tad distressed over the flames but fire extinguishers aside, the house is still standing"

"It's so lovely here."

"Oh yea I guess. Been a bit crap with the builders and such... not bad now though. Got me Bear and knight in possie so all's well in my tree" She's ogling again, even while Julian rips into her lips with his fingers.

"Julian, no bubby"

"He need a bottle... or fag?" John teased. With a silly smirk he squinted his eyes tight and his chin jutted out like a weirdo.

"He doesn't smoke!" Beth giggled and imagined Julian with a cigarette in his lips. Looking up from the baby she watched John eye her with his head tilted back and his milky chocolate eyes half closed, hands laced behind him, fingers in his hair. "Does he....?"

"Nah. I'll start him up at three"

"John" Beth warned dutifully then wondered if she was turning into a mother hen just like her ma. "Would mum be back at the flat by now?"

"God knows. Maybe she went out.." John tested "Seeing as you are babysitting. Busy 'an all. Perhaps she went to a pub for lunch"

"On her own? Not likely"

"Maybe Paulie stopped into one on the way into town" John leaned forward on the premise of stubbing out his ciggie.

"Paul?!" He's too slick for mum and mums too old for him"