Jasmine by Moonlight

Two young girls on a caravan holiday meet two young lads from Whitley Bay.
One of them is a promising artist who works for his father who owns the rides in the Spanish City Amusement Park. This is a story of love and prejudice between a Multi millionaire Spanish father and the English Art Student. The father does not think that this man is good enough for his daughter, although he is married to a Scottish woman.


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The girls were sitting in the café as Gerry and his friend Ivan walked in.

Ivan was slightly shorter than Gerry; he had blue eyes and a mop of ginger hair.

Ivan had a couple of tattoos on each arm. They spotted the girls and made there way over through the mass of tables and chairs.

Hi I’m Ivan.

Hi this is Jasmine and my name Is Sarah.”

I know I saw you earlier said Ivan; he pulled out one of the seats then sat down. Gerry went to the counter and bought four Pepsi Colas before returning to where they were sitting then passed the girls a drink each.

“Thank you said Jasmine,” it was the first time he had heard her speak.

Ivan and Sarah seemed to hit it off straight away and were laughing away.

Gerry was finding it hard to get a conversation going with Jasmine until he told her that he had just come back from Spain on a holiday exchange.

“How does that work she asked?

“It was done through Newcastle University; I am studying for an Art degree.”

“So why do you work in the fairground?

“My father owns all the rides here so I work for him of a weekend during the summer months.”

“So Crow’s fairground is your father’s business?

“Yes, my father started here over forty years ago.”

“What about Ivan? He is an apprentice engineer his father owns a garage and Ivan used to tinker with them when he was still in short pants.

“How come you got into art then?

“I was very good at school and got the highest mark in my art exam so my father paid for me to go to college then I went on to University.

“When do you paint?

Usually after work, would you like to see it; I have a studio not far from here.”

“I guess it would be alright.”

Gerry got up from his seat then picked up a Motor cycle helmet that he’d placed on a seat when he came in.

“Do you have a motor cycle Gerry?

“Yes, it’s in the car park over here. Gerry crossed the road then walked to the end of the car park to his Suzuki 500.

He opened the box that was at the back of the bike and there was another helmet.

“Here put this on he said.

She pushed back her hair and slipped on the helmet then straddled the bike.

“Have you ever been on a motor bike before Jasmine? Not one as big as this but in Spain we ride around on vespers.”

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