HORACE

The Happy Hero

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Captain Victor Wizard owns a little business all about camper vans.  He buys them, restores them then keeps the best ones and hires them out to carefully chosen users.  Those he doesn’t need he sells to equally well-chosen owners.

This is a story about Horace – a late Bay Window Devon and how he became a very happy hero.

 

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It was Late June and Rufus had been really irritating.

“I’m the favourite you know” he opined “the oldest, the best classic and definitely the Captain’s favourite.”  His voice was self-congratulatory, smug.  He looked at Horace next to him.

“I mean when was the last time you were chosen to go out?”

“Stop it Rufus” said Mabel “you’re a conceited windbag.”

“HMMMPPHH” said Rufus.

 

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Rufus, an early split screen T2, next to Rufus and him next to Mabel.

 

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But Rufus had got to Horace. ‘After all’ he thought ‘it has been a long time since I was chosen’.  He felt very sad and more than a little dejected.

Just then a young couple arrived to choose the camper they wanted to take to a music festival in Glastonbury.

“They’re bound to choose me.” Rufus muttered.

“Yes” said Horace “I suppose so

 

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Young couple arriving with call out picture of music festival.

 

 

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The couple looked at all the vans very carefully, opening all the doors and looking at the beds and sleeping arrangements, the cookers, how the sinks worked and then after they’d seen all they wanted to went into Captain W’s office.

After what seemed like an eternity they emerged with the captain and took a good hard look at Rufus.  He preened himself in anticipation.

 

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Couple examining the vans – all doors open etc

 

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“He is lovely isn’t he?” The Captain started “but I think you’ve made the right choice.  Horace” he boomed “you’re going to Glastonbury.”

Horace couldn’t believe it but within an hour he was fuelled, his levels checked, luggage piled aboard as his new friends climbed in, started him up and roared off.  Horace couldn’t help but give a little toot of delight.

 

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The couple in the van roaring off the Captain waving, Mabel smiling and Rufus looking very cross.

 

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Glastonbury is in  the west country and as big roads became smaller then smaller roads got tiny, as gentle slopes became steeper inclines then down right tall hills Horace whirred away happily.  “This is how it’s supposed to be.” He chuckled.

As the gates of the festival appeared they slowed and then gradually worked their way through the crowds to their allotted pitch.

 

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Horace trolling along through the country lanes.

 

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The music was already very loud and the little Sherpa camper next door was trying to cover his ears.  His new friends got out immediately and ran down to listen to the music.  To Horace this was heaven.  A lovely drive in the country some happy contented people to enjoy him, the open air and lots of other campers.

 

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Campers in the foreground, the crowd some distance away facing the other way. A stage in the distance with lots of video screens

 

PAGE TEN     70

But, as he looked around he noticed smoke coming from the Sherpa next door.

“Oh no” cried Horace and then added “Help he’s on fire.” Horace couldn’t think what to do. He thought someone would notice but the flames were getting bigger and the smoke more intense. He decided to act and started to beep his horn but they were all facing the other way and concentrating on the music.

 

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Horace looking very worried at the smoke from Sherpa.

 

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He was starting to panic but no matter how loud he beeped, how brightly he flashed his lights, or how much his smoke alarm wailed no one, not a single soul noticed. ‘Oh no’ he thought it’s going to be the end of Sherpa if I don’t do something.  He thought hard.

“I know” he said.

 

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Lights blazing, beeping horn generally jumping up and down.

 

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PAGE THIRTEEN     65

Horace bravely slipped his handbrake and started to gently roll down the slope towards the crowd.  He was speeding up but he knew he could stop if only he could steer to the spot he wanted.  He struggled hard and eventually came to a halt by bumping into a stout post.  On it was a fire extinguisher, which then rolled off and towards the crowd.

 

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Horace at a standstill the extinguisher rolling.

 

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It rolled and rolled until it gently hit the back of the legs of a tall man who immediately turned and saw what was happening.

“Quick; FIRE” he shouted “that camper van’s on fire.”

They struggled for a while but eventually they got the fire under control and Sherpa was saved. 

 

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People putting the fire out.

 

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“We’re so grateful.” His owners said to Horace “We think you’re a hero.”. Not sparing his blushes they tied a huge ribbon around him proclaiming him the  ‘HERO  OF GLASTONBURY’.  His driver was terribly proud.

“The Captain’s going to be very pleased with you.  You’ve even made the papers. Horace puffed home proudly.

 

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Driver and wife holding newspaper with the story on it - “Horace the Happy Hero – saves the day.

 

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As he rolled into the yard the other vans tooted and flashed their lights in congratulations, all, that is, except for a very quiet Rufus who sat looking a little peeved.

“Rufus,” said Mabel “you’ve got to admit it, he’s Horace the hero.”

“HARUMPH” said Rufus.

 

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Horace the centre of attention, ribbon still in place and the Captain standing proudly next  to him.

 

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