Average Sunday Afternoon
By Pat Jourdan
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Short Stories. Humour flits through, from an invasion by cows, crime in Dublin, death in a dustbin, to village legends and the everyday visions of a mad girl. All the people in these stories break rules and test the boundaries of habit, faith or even television. For good or bad, the covers are stripped away and life can never be the same again.
Pat Jourdan
Winner of the Molly Keane Short Story Award and runner-up in the Michael McLaverty Short Story Award. First short story collection was Average Sunday Afternoon;second collection = Rainy Pavements; and a novel -Finding Out. Poetry collections -Bedsit Girl, Ainnir Anthology,Turpentine,The Bedsit,Cast-Iron Shore,Liverpool Poets 2008,Citizeness. Mentioned in Ian McEwan's Saturday as " a liitle-known but gifted poet of the Liverpool school..." Editor of The Lantern Review, a magazine of poetry and short prose. Newest novel is "A Small Inheritance," coming to Smashwords soon.
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Average Sunday Afternoon - Pat Jourdan
Average Sunday Afternoon
by Pat Jourdan
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Cover photograph The Jes, Sea Road, 2004, by Pat Jourdan
Acknowledgements
Average Sunday Afternoon
was first published in Gentle Reader.
Miss Havisham Reconstructed
was published in West 47 Magazine and online at Virtual Writer, Co .Longford.
The End of Father
was a prize-winner in Quality Women’s Fiction.
Two Days in May
was published in the Dunlavin Festival Magazine.
Also by Pat Jourdan
Poetry
The Bedsit Girl - Magpie Press
The Bedsit - Motet 2002
Turpentine - Motet 2004
Anthology 1 - Ainnir Publishing 2004
Liverpool Poets - erbacce-press 2008
The Cast-Iron Shore - erbacce-press 2008
Citizeness - Motet 2011
Short Stories
Average Sunday Afternoon- Poetry Monthly
Taking the Field -Linen Hall Belfast
Rainy Pavements -Diggory Press
Novel
Finding Out -YouWriteOn
Table of Contents
Average Sunday Afternoon
Darling
Fallen Image
Miss Havisham Reconstructed
Off the Land
Revenge
Tell Me About Yourself
The End of Father
The Man Who Went Further Away
Two Days in May
Average Sunday Afternoon
Going to Sunday Benediction in summer meant having to root through the sideboard drawers to find the summer crochet gloves. They were a light blue silk and looked quite interesting once on, although they felt scratchy and made it difficult to pick up anything. But as the only thing needed was the prayer-book with the white plastic-covered prayer book saved for these afternoons, and some money, it was not a real difficulty.
Even on hot days the light blue coat was the only one to wear, remembering all the time that a photo of the very same coat had been in a copy of Vogue from the shiploads that Uncle Brendan brought home from the liners once they had docked at the Pier Head. By the time Helen had turned the corner of Maryland Street, she had become Princess Elizabeth herself, going to some service, clutching the same prayer-book, though it would be the Protestant version. There was a photo in her mother’s scrapbook of newspaper cuttings about the Royal family with this same picture, with Princess Margaret just behind, a blur.
Past the corner by the presbytery she met Miss Lamb. True to her name, in this sunlight she wore a brown Persian lamb coat, all tight frizzy little curls, like her own hair. Behind the gold-rimmed round spectacles little blue eyes darted from one side to the other. She stopped Helen immediately, clasping her arm and began this rapid looking, first into one of Helen’s eyes, then the other as if searching for a secret.
You’re a good girl to be going to Benediction on a nice day like this. There’s many wouldn’t bother.
Helen would not tell Miss Lamb that there was not much else available at home except reading the Complete Works of Charles Dickens, and even that would have to be done in a clandestine fashion as they were in the massive bookcase in Aunty Cath’s part of the house and considered out of bounds. But Helen had got into the way of sidling in there when Aunty Cath went off to Widnes every Sunday afternoon. Surely at some time she had asked, or Cath had said she could if she was interested? Whatever the reason, Miss Lamb was not to be told any of this, for the family’s sake. Everyone must think that they all had so many things to do, such an exciting weekend, that to go to 3 o’clock benediction was a great sacrifice.
Miss Lamb gripped her arm even tighter.
You’re different. You’ve got the second sight, you have indeed. You know more than you realise.
And off she went, the frizzy coat gleaming here and there in the sunlight. Dried leaves blew along Blackburne Place.
Hardly anyone was in church. Usually the congregation was a score of children with some parents but today it was only half a dozen. The ceremony was threadbare and not enough of them knew how to sing the TantumErgo – the organist was on holiday so there was no extra music in the background to cover the gaps. But the monstrance was as magnificent as ever, its gold lines dashing outwards from the central tiny white host. The Sanctus bell tinkled again and again. It was amazing that so much drama and tension could come from such a silly sound. Tring. Tring-a-ling. It rattled merrily.
The little group meandered out of St Philip’s. As Helen was going down the aisle, under the choir gallery, the priest stopped her.
Just a minute, now, Helen, I would like a word with you, one moment.
He looked at her seriously. There’s a couple arrived for a baptism with no sponsors for their baby, and so I’ve asked Mr Mulhearn (a sort of gardener- handyman who loitered round the church on some unofficial basis) to be the godfather and perhaps you yourself would act as godmother.
She wanted to answer
But I’m only 13.
Maybe the posh blue coat made her look older. It was still a bit too long.
Father Gardiner walked with her towards the little baptistery with its glittering mosaic-encrusted font. Two rather shabby people, with greasy hair and dark grey coats stood looking awkward by the font. The mother held a baby wrapped tightly in a shawl, the baby far too small to see, all that showed was the white silk shawl, its long shining fringe dripping downwards like a frozen waterfall.
Father Gardiner gave Mr Mulhearn and herself cards to read out the responses and they both made lifelong promises on behalf of the boy, Thomas Charles Brady. The Bradys said thank you to Helen and Mr Mulhearn, who disappeared as usual with Father Gardiner into the sacristy. They had come here to do the proper thing, even if the church was all bound up with its rules and regulations. The Bradys had just about enough money to pay for the baptism, and Helen was surprised when Mr Brady gave her a shilling as