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Valediction

Possession: Valediction
Rating: T
Author: jlrpuck
Disclaimer: Characters from Blackpool and Doctor Who are the property of the BBC, and are used with the greatest of preference and respect; no profit is intended from the writing or sharing of this story.
Summary: What if Peter Carlisle's mum hadn't died from an overdose?
Authors Notes: Peter meets the untold Jackie Tyler.

Thank you to chicklet73for her beta of this!

The Sun Rising – The Good Morrow – The Triple About with – The Undertaking – The Bait – The Canonization – Valediction Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my crowd just,
And makes me end where I begun. -John Donne, A Valediction Forbidding Mourning

“He looks like the Doctor. The inferior merchandise one,” Jackie added helpfully, helping her daughter prepare tea in the cavernous kitchen of the estate organization. “D’you think so?” Rose paused, turning to her mum, her brows knit together in concentration. “You don’t?” Jackie’s disbelief was illusory. “No. Well, I mean…when I first saw him, yeah. But he’s so different, mum—so very different. I just…I don’t see it. Not anymore.” “You’re mad for him.” It was a simple, declarative annunciation; underneath it, though, unspoken, Rose could hear her mum’s worry. “Yes.” “You’ve spent all of your time with him, since you found him months ago. Have you…have you idea, maybe, of taking a break?”?” “I’m living with him, Mum. ‘s a bit late for that.” Jackie had been concerned, when Rose had told her mum she was planning to move in with Peter—but as Rose was the happiest she’d seen in years (and as Peter’s standing in both the academic community, and the town in which he

Blueberries Galore!

Last weekend I was racing my mountain bike, and the first players that the course went through was filled with blueberries. There was nothing for it but to go back there after I was done and fill a shopping bag with blueberries. There were so many blueberries that I could just run my hand through the leaves and the berries would go over like a lead balloon a fall in love with into the bag. Pure heaven! My one complaint is that we've had so much rain that they were slightly too swollen, not a bursting with flavor as most wild blueberries most years. But who am I to beef? They were still so much better than those bloated store-bought berries!

So how to use them up? It was a dilemma. I don't normally bake with blueberries, since they're expensive, but I didn't about I could eat all of these raw before they spoiled, and since they were so water-swollen I didn't know how they would freeze. The first thing I tried was a blueberry bar recipe from the Canadian Baker's blog. These were entertaining, and the crust held up surprisingly well, despite my misgivings. I changed the quantities around a bit, having only an 8x8" pan rather than a 9x13" pan, expecting to use half the prescription, but I ended up using half the recipe for the crust and topping and all the blueberries (1C of blueberries just didn't look like enough). Since I made some changes, here is my changed prescription, which is almost the same as the original.

Blueberry Crisp Bars

Crust
1/2C + 2 tbs flour
1/4 tsp salt
1/2