Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 116 )
Unfortunately, Fred wasn’t at the Police Station so I left a message with the Desk Sergeant who promised that Inspector Abberline would receive my message the moment he arrived back at the station.
I had no concern that Fred and Lizzie wouldn’t be at the party, I had also sent a letter to my sibling, Giles asking if he would be so good as to take a trip up to London. It might well be a little while before we see each other again, and it would be good to go with his blessing.
I had tentatively mentioned the idea of a party to Mrs Mc Ginty, she seemed delighted with the idea. I think when she initially heard that I was leaving I believe she had the impression that she would lose her employment and also a home for herself and her husband.
I explained to her that at the moment I could not confirm the amount of guests, but it may be three, possibly more. She assured me that it would not be a problem and that she would prepare something special, both for my guests and myself.
That was another problem solved, I had a little time on my hands, so I decided to visit the Military Tailor and see how my uniforms were progressing. The tailor remembered me, mainly because there had been so few doctors passing through his Establishment in recent years, he asked me to take a seat for a moment whilst he checked on the progress of my order with the workroom. He returned in a few moments with my uniforms folded over his arm.
He led me through to a fitting room, where I tried them on. Once I was wearing them, he pushed, prodded and adjusted until he was satisfied with the fit. He was obviously a craftsman, and nothing left his without his own and his customers complete satisfaction.
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a man transformed from civilian to soldier. I don’t know if it was state of mind or just the wearing of the uniform, but my whole bearing seemed to change. I looked and felt like an Officer, raw maybe, but nonetheless an officer.
(C) Damian Grange 2018