Hi I’m Gus and being a quiet person I have achieved a lot. At the present time I am 23 years old and enjoy the single life. Unfortunately I am slightly not in favour with the extended family. Why, well I did enjoy the company of my Great Grandmother. She died three years ago age 96. I was the only child that would regularly visit her, infact I love to visit her at the beach house.

The eight bedroom house was build in the thirty’s by herself and Great Granddad. It sat on an acre of land with prime beach frontage. Infact her title was from the road through to the beach. It did not have a provision for a council area between the beach and the edge of the land, that is how long she has owned it. The council want to build a pathway along the beach on the land area, not sand. However Grandma, as I called her, would not sell and they could not force a sale. All other properties along the street had to give up their land when a sale happened. Great Granddad at the time of his purchase put the house in a company name to avoid his extended family moving on the land with him. I never did find out the family story about that time. When Grandma died she Willed the two shares to me together with some monies. As she was rich her children (7) all expected the house to go to them and they had offers from developers for the land worth many millions. She gave each of her children $1m, so they could not complain, but they did. I got the house and ½m because I did promise Grandma I would not sell it but maintain it as is. For the last six years I did the mowing and lawns maintenance and infact I made a business in the lawn care role. I worked 9 months of the year mowing and landscaping, during the winter I do have a rest and planned my holidays during this time. Every time it was Grandma lawn to be done, it was the only lawn that day as I spent the rest of the day with her and as I found out, she loved my visits.

Today was the anniversary of her passing and I did attend her grave placing some fresh flowers from her-my garden. I don’t think anyone else attended. Instead of going home I went to the old sawmill at the end of the valley some 20K’s from home. I took my DSLR camera and three lenses. I wanted to try and photograph some fungi on the fallen trees close to the old sawmill.

I had been photographing some of the fungi from different angles when this young girl arrived and watched me. I moved up from the ground and sat in my camp chair to review the photographs when she stated “What time are we doing the photo-shoot sir?”

I quickly raised my head and noticed the girl, well young lady, she looked around 18, slim, small top, nice dancer legs, slim hips and narrow waist. She was very pretty with nice cheek bones. I went to answer her when her phone rang. She looked at me and picking up the phone saying “My agent.” She turned around to speak. “What, your joking, not again, do I get paid?, how can I cover my costs?, I need that portfolio. No I don’t have the petrol, bloody good bye.”

She turned at looked at me very angry, not with me but the phone call. She stated “Sorry, I was demanded to be here for a photo-shoot, but they changed the place to another parkland an hour away. Bloody hell.” She sat down on the tree trunk almost crying. “They forgot to ring me yesterday and tell me about the changes and want me to drive fast and be at the place within 30 minutes even though it takes over an hour to get to the bloody place. Sorry to interrupt you.”