Blanche turned round and faced Martha and said, "What ceilidh? If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten and drank so much. What about the others? They won't be fit for a ceilidh, especially Edna. You know what a gannet she can be when it comes to food and drink! I wouldn't be surprised to find her intoxicated and bloated. Did you know that Miss Daniels had to sew a gusset into Edna's tutu? Thelma told me, mums the word. Don't tell the others, we wouldn't want to hurt the old dear's feelings, would we"? Martha replied, "No, we wouldn't. Your secret's safe with me". Blanche then said, "Out of curiosity, where is the ceilidh being held"? Martha said, "Out in the booking area. I heard Finney tell Gilbert that as we were going home tomorrow after court, he thought by having a ceilidh, with the desk sergeant's permission of course, we could bring a bit of Scottish dancing and fun to England as a thank you for taking such good care of us. Do you think that if you had fortywinks you would be up for the ceilidh"? Blanche replied, "Try stopping me. When does it start"? Martha said, Don't know. I imagine within the hour. We have an early start tomorrow morning. We're in court at 9:00 a.m." Blanche replied, "Right, I'm off for my fortywinks. Wake me when the ceilidh starts, ok!" Martha said, "No bother" Blanche went and joined the other hens. Martha went and jumped up onto Mr Finleyson's lap. He stroked her head while talking to Gilbert. She clucked away softly, eyes half shut. She chuckled to herself, thinking about Blanche and that ridiculous story she concocted about the food and drinks party in the kennels was a load of balderdash. Did Blanche really think she was that gullible?