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Dany in What about your saucepans
What about your saucepans
Ten years in the life of a British woman
living in the Dominican Republic


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"... at them and led me through into one of the bedrooms. “My boys here,” he whispered. The three boys, Dany eleven, Alberto nine and Christian six, were all asleep in a single bed. Dany and Alberto at one end, Christian at the other. “But Danilo they are so cute,” I exclaimed, with a ..."
"... proudly. “But where is their mother?” I asked. “The mother of Dany and Alberto she leave them when Alberto three week old. She has another man. Then they live with my mother in capital, but my mother she die, so they live with me.” “So… where did you live in the capital. I ..."
"... ”What on earth makes you say that?” “Because it hatping before, with number two wife, Diomaris. She like her child Christian more than Dany and Alberto, so she hit them sometime. Sometime she hit them hard. I no want person hit them hard.” “Well, I don’t hit children,” I said, ..."
"... “Si.” I turned the television onto one of the children’s programmes and they sat there staring at it. After a few minutes Dany piped up, “Is water to drink?” “Of course,” I said smiling, and led him over to the fridge. “Here is water, Coca Cola, juice. If you want ..."
"... One night I said to them in my broken Spanish, “Do you want pasta or rice to eat?” three little faces looked blankly at me. “Pasta?” queried Dany. “Yes, pasta,” I said. “You know, espaghetti.” “Oh, espaghetti!” they laughed, and Alberto went into the bathroom and came ..."
"...Danilo’s children were very well behaved on the whole. They would do anything their father asked them to, such as clean the house or wash the dishes. They would never dream of arguing or answering back to either him or me. Dany was a bit jealous of me at first, but he managed to get over that after a couple of years. Alberto had a very sunny and helpful disposition and would always help me with the cooking. Christian hardly spoke at all though, and I thought it was possible he ..."
"...allow her to take Christian to Spain and he left for a new life there with her and her Spanish husband. There was nothing either of us could do about it, and we knew he would have more opportunities and better schooling in Spain, so we accepted the situation. Dany and Alberto did not seem too upset about their younger brother leaving, although Danilo and I missed him dreadfully at first. ..."
"...Dany and Alberto, like their father, always wanted to help me and do things to make me happy. They were never happier than when I would take them to the shops so they could help with the shopping, or when I read them a bedtime story. I introduced them to ..."
"... Cola?” I would scream. “Alberto, have you drunk it?” ”No fui yo,” he would answer – “It wasn’t me.” “Yo no se,” Dany would pipe up − “I don't know.” These phrases became the bane of my life and although pretty calm over most things, the disappearing food and other ..."

Chapter 3: Family life
"... wrapped her in a towel and spread ketchup over the top of the towel. “Lindsay! Lindsay!” yelled Dany running towards me. “The cat dead! Look, she only have head left!” I looked up surprised at hearing the cat miaow. “So, if she is dead, how can she miaow?” I asked. The jokes ..."

"... and the smoke will take your list to the North Pole.” “He has camels,” explained Dany to Alberto. “He has a lorry which is pulled by camels.” Seeing as I had no idea of the Spanish word for reindeer, we stuck with camels. “I want peanut butter,” piped up Alberto. “I want a ..."
"... as I had no idea of the Spanish word for reindeer, we stuck with camels. “I want peanut butter,” piped up Alberto. “I want a poloshe (T-shirt)” said Dany. “Me too, I want a poloshe,” yelled Alberto, and they ran off to get paper and pencils to make their lists. Dany wanted ..."
"...“Me too, I want a poloshe,” yelled Alberto, and they ran off to get paper and pencils to make their lists. Dany wanted jeans, a T-shirt and a pencil. Alberto wanted jeans, a T-shirt and a jar of peanut butter. They had never had toys and did not think of them. They really believed, well I thought they did, although they were in their teens by now. On Christmas Eve Danilo ..."
"... there was a note to Santa Claus. “Dear Santa Claus. We thought you might smoke Marlboro light and drink Brugal (local rum). Love from Dany and Alberto.” There was a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of rum. It looked like they had sussed out Santa Claus. It was a great Christmas. The kids ..."

"...of the garden. We had bought the land adjacent to ours with the idea of building a new house for us, which would better meet our requirements than the house we were in, and also a small two bedroomed house for the children. They were typical messy teenage boys, Dany was seventeen now and Alberto fifteen, and I thought if they had their own little house maybe they would look after it. They were outgrowing the watchyman house, and we were thinking of having a live-in gardener so we would need the watchyman house anyway. ..."

Chapter 6: Back to normal
"...The fact I was unable to speak very well was incredibly annoying. Danilo bought me a whistle, which I would wear round my neck, as I couldn’t shout, and everyone was given a number of peeps. Danilo was one, Dany two etcetera. I discovered I could speak on a one to one basis, but if there was any noise, such as a fan, or music in a car, or other people talking, I couldn’t be heard. Another reason not to go out, and whilst our nights at bars and ..."
"...Dany had no skin on half of his face, his jeans and T-shirt were ripped and swathes of skin were missing with what looked like half the road embedded in his stomach. His knees were red raw and bleeding and there was blood coming out of the side of his ..."
"...Having seen they were alright, we discovered they had ‘borrowed’ Danilo’s pride and joy, a yellow 1000 cc Ninja motorbike to go to a party in San Pedro. Dany had drunk rum for the first time in his life and driven back at 220 kilometres an hour, with Alberto on the back of the bike screaming at him to stop, begging him to slow down. When they came to the flyover over the motorway, faced with a sharp ..."
"...The blessing went ahead as planned. It wasn’t a massive affair, there were only forty family and friends, and the reception was not in a hotel, but back at Mum’s house. Dany gave me away and Alberto was Danilo’s best man. It was a strange mixture of emotions. I was sad as neither my father nor grandmother were there. Dad would have been so proud seeing Danilo in his Air Force uniform, and my grandmother had only been dead for a ..."
"...We decided we had to do something about the boys. The guesthouse was a tip and they often had their friends over. They were skipping school and not focusing on studying and as Dany was eighteen and Alberto sixteen, they needed to be qualified to do something. Dany was becoming lazy and arrogant and would answer me back. He was nowhere near as helpful as Alberto. But Alberto continued to ‘borrow’ things from our house. Danilo felt Dany needed more discipline and enrolled ..."
"...We had been for interviews, I’d had psychiatric tests to check I was sane enough to be a mother, the children had also been interviewed. Unfortunately, when the adoption service moved offices they lost all our paperwork and said we would have to start the application process again. As Dany was nearly eighteen by then, it was going to be too late. The boys were disappointed as they wanted to have an official English mother, but on a day-to-day basis it made no difference. ..."

Chapter 7: A new dream
"...had enough for events such as a san cocho (stew) at a local bar, where Danilo would make a speech, or present baseball shirts to kids’ teams, or buy the zinc or whatever people wanted. However, on the domestic front we were broke. There was no birthday celebration for Dany in the August, nor for Danilo or I in the November. Every peso we had went towards the campaign. ..."
"...and shouted as loud as I could, “He isn’t here. He isn’t at home.” They stood in a huddle talking and then most of them drove off but two stayed outside the gate. There was no one in the house but me. Oui Oui was in the colmado, and Dany and Alberto, who were home for the weekend, were nowhere to be seen. Strangely, there were no dwendies and no visitors. I was to find out later there were police stationed at each end of the street stopping everyone from coming near the house. ..."
"...to find out why. Earlier in the afternoon the car Danilo always travelled in was shot at. It was covered with Danilo stickers and posters, and had blacked out windows. He would always sit in the back. It was ambushed on the back roads between two of the villages. Dany was driving and he panicked when he saw and heard the guns and crashed into a tree. The perpetrators drove off. Dany recovered, but the car was written off. ..."

"...The children continued to invite their friends into the guesthouse. They had moved back home about six months earlier to help with Danilo’s campaign. Dany had failed his exams at the Air Force Academy and been asked to leave, and Alberto was not going to make it as a baseball player as he was too thin. Obviously they both thought Danilo would win the election, and they would not have to worry about jobs, ..."
"...We did not have enough money to feed and support them, and could not afford for anything else to go missing. I would buy milk, which would disappear out of the fridge. Also Dany was back to being his usual arrogant self and in the end Danilo asked them to leave. Alberto went and stayed at a friend’s but would come round every day to help me with the cooking. Dany moved in with his girlfriend. We were later to discover not only ..."
"... would still have been Mayor. He would not forgive us. He would never forgive us. A couple of days later Dany was arrested by the police as he was walking in the street, held overnight and released without charge. Next our transformer blew up – we had no electricity, and no money to fix it. ..."

Chapter 11: Hope
"...Suddenly he stopped the car, and beeped the horn in front of a large metal gate. To my surprise Dany came running out and pulled the gate open and Danilo drove into the gravel yard in front of a two storey concrete house. And there, sat on our very own picnic dining table, were Tyson, Fred, Sophie, and Shakira, the new Belgian Malinois puppy who had been given to ..."

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