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Conning is better connected, works part time with her parents’ shipbroking business, and at the moment she’s trying harder than Kayt to find a first proper gig for the duo.
“It’s not full of men,” says KristalClear, “according to CandiCrush it has a near perfect fifty fifty split, it’s just that she’s never met anybody suitable.”
Softening the tone of her voice she says, “tell me about grandad’s apples!”
Conning tries to remember the precise Manx fable. And tries hard to recite it all in English.
The Good Apples
Where can you find,
An apple tree?
In an orchard,
Where you sowed the seeds.
The best seeds,
From the best apples.
Selecting the best soil,
Watering the seeds,
Caring for the saplings,
Carefully cultivating them,
Responsibly and compassionately,
Keeping the pests at bay.
Using your wits to give them,
The best start in life,
Protecting them,
Until fully they grow,
And blossom,
And deliver their first fruits.
Done properly,
It’s a joy.
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