Mrs. Fogg always ate and drank alone in her beachside house. Her husband had died many years ago in a boating accident involving a run in with a huge piece of floating cheddar out in Yd Bay, broken off from the Great Cheese, no doubt, during the hot summer of ’56. The sim of Yd had seen many interesting events in its time, invoking both tears and laughter. There was Jack Benny’s USO show in ’42 that took place on the wide beach there, for instance, but they never found the almost priceless red violin that octopus wrestled from the comedian mid joke. Claimed by the bay, as they say.
Mrs. Fogg will put away several more full glasses of wine before retiring to her lonely, grey bedroom.