The word had gotten out in town, and a lot of kids from school were there, no doubt as curious about the festivities as we were. I could see Dr. Osgoo...d, our school principal, working the crowd, moving up and down the bleacher aisles and introducing himself to the reporters and scouts.Around ten o'clock, as the coaches were setting us up for three-on- three scrimmages, there was a sudden commotion outside the gate. We stopped and watched in amazement as a television crew from one of the local. It was fairly easy to cross the border into Donegal and if we planned on doing that I had to make sure I didn't have my gun on me otherwise I might be charged with invading Eire or something. We cruised the Coast Road round Antrim and visited the Glens. We visited the Giants Causeway and got round much further than you can nowadays. Coastal erosion has meant some of the really spectacular sections are closed.We walked in the Mournes covered in snow and I understood how C. S. Lewis saw them as. Welcome him, please, to our humble town. Treat him as one of our own, just as you have always done with strangers who marry our people. Do not let his dark looks frighten you," she told them, quite bluntly."Why would they fear me?" I whispered her."Because dark-haired men are so rare that they are believed to be powerful wizards or warlocks. Dark-haired women are thought to be witches. There is also a prophecy, that a dark-haired man with coal-black eyes and swarthy skin would become Head of. Heather moved her jaws back and forth for a time. ?Free my arms,? Heather said at last. That brought a hearty chuckle from Hugo. ?Seriously,? Heather quipped, ?I can do so much more for you with my hands free.? Hugo mulled it over. There was surely little to worry about. A beautiful naked woman less than half his size. Surely it couldn't hurt . ?Look, if your afraid of me, go get your brothers and get on with this,? Heather said disgustedly, throwing her proverbial eggs in one.