Chapter 868 – Egypt’s Midshipman

Two more big burdens had been dumped so that in ten years there would be two or three new carriers on the future operational sequence, two Queen, two Eagle and four Centaur, as well as the carriers that hadn’t been dumped cleanly.

Even if naval construction ceased, they could still be in service into the 1980s, and for a short time there would be no need to worry about the collapse of the Royal Navy.

This premise is of course based on the new carriers starting up smoothly, but it shouldn’t be too much of a problem, having taken Australia’s money, do we expect Britain to spit that money out? As for the underwater power, aircraft carriers may be sold, nuclear submarines will never be sold, the Royal Navy’s collapse crisis is basically lifted even if not all.

“Look at you giving you pleasure.” Ingrid Bergman had a reproachful look on her face, having just been hit by the man so hard that it hurt a little, but still didn’t show it, seeming to be happy for Allen Wilson.

“I’ll go get a bottle of wine to celebrate.” Alan Wilson jumped straight off the bed, joyful as he walked.

Ingrid Bergman was reaching for her chest at this time, and Hedy Lamarr looked askance, “What? Now you’ve been hit so hard that you don’t dare to say anything? This is not the appearance of the first lady.”

“It’s not like he did it on purpose.” Ingrid Bergman let out a light breath and said understandingly, “What an energetic man, and he’s also very nice to us, so what do I have to complain about?”

Hedy Lamarr said in disbelief as if she had seen a new continent, “I’ve noticed in the last two years that you’ve become more and more attached to him, you weren’t like this before.”

Ingrid Bergman looked toward the bedroom door and could only hear the sound of rummaging through boxes before she whispered, “Hedy, I’m forty years old and you’re a year older than I am, and we’ve still kept up our appearances, and there are still plenty of people who’d swoon over us if they wanted to, just as if it were the old days. But I’m sure you’d consider it a lie to say that our bodies are still the same as they once were, and that we don’t feel tired.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?” Hedy Lamarr looked askance with an expressionless face, wondering what Ingrid Bergman meant.

“I mean that with every year that passes, I feel lucky to have run into him.” Ingrid Bergman sounded solemn, “It’s a good life as it is, I have two daughters, you have a son, and if that’s not enough, look at Pauline, is she like us, with few suitors? But she can’t even find a good job these past few years, the major companies have long since considered her past her prime, and on top of that, she doesn’t have any children, and she always appears to be lonely, it’s not like you didn’t hear similar complaints when she came to Paris.”

“She did say several times that she liked children very much.” Hedy Lamarr opened her mouth, finally gave up retorting, and then stopped talking.

If it was said that a lot of older women without husbands and children couldn’t be touched by them, then Pauline Gaudet was an actress on the same level as them, when the splendor was no longer there, her career had hit a wall, she didn’t have a man to rely on, and she didn’t have a child to keep her company.

Such a state of affairs can no longer be ignored by Ingrid Bergman, and this time she came to the Malayan colony, she took the initiative to come over, just to see this man.

“He really has no words for this aspect of women, if anything, it’s like the sun does this to all pretty women.” Hedy Lamarr was a little exasperated, “If I were only twenty, I would have disciplined him.”

Ingrid Bergman brushed her head away, that was something she’d just listen to casually, no woman was ever twenty, but there were always twenty year old women, and as far as she was concerned, Hedy Lamarr was nothing more than a stiff upper lip.

“It’s moments like these that you have to find a bottle of French red wine.” Before the people arrived, Alan Wilson’s voice had already arrived first, carrying red wine and a highball glass, wearing a gentle smile as he broke through the door, “Now I’m going to celebrate with two ladies of equal status to my wife.”

“Indeed it should be celebrated.” Ingrid Bergman stepped out of bed and took the glass from Alan Wilson’s hand with a smile.

“How flattering, I’ve noticed lately that I’ve become more and more attractive.” Alan Wilson rather narcissistically passed the glass along with his hand, while he himself used the corkscrew to open the red wine.

A man and two women, just sitting on the bed, pushing their glasses together, celebrating something that seemed to have nothing to do with them.

“There’s actually a lot to like about France, at least there’s a goal they’re willing to work towards. The bad thing is that the French try for too many goals, that’s why it’s always a coup.” Alan Wilson, alcohol fueled, started blabbering again, “And there’s also a bit of arrogance in thinking highly of themselves.”

“Agreed!” Hedy Lamarr and Ingrid Bergman looked at each other and unspokenly expressed their approval.

Soon to be 1956, Allen Wilson for the Suez Canal war broke out in the year, always a little heartless, reason told him, Nasser do not know where to go, the whole of Egypt is concerned about the schedule of the Aswan Dam, that vital to the United Kingdom’s golden waterway will not be a problem.

But Alan Wilson was always at a loss, in an uncontrollable state of affliction, and might have been even more anxious had it not been for the great encouragement given by the ladies who were on a par with his wife.

“Obviously they are older and want to find a stable to rely on.” Hearing Alan Wilson express that a few movie queens were understanding, Anna bristled, “I just don’t want to lie to you, otherwise with my many years of studying psychology, it wouldn’t be easy to fool you around.”

“Oh, really?” Reaching out and rubbing his hand on the little Dragon Rider’s fullness, Alan Wilson unfolded his shameless molestation, “But then again, if the Soviet Union’s basic education is so strong, it’s really a troublesome thing, troublesome for us, and troublesome for you as well.”

Anna asked back in disbelief, “Where does that come from? Is it still wrong to educate a clueless person well.”

“If a person knows everything but can’t make a difference, it’s easy to become dissatisfied with society.” Alan Wilson smiled and whispered, “They have the power of ignorance, not knowing anything, they won’t be dissatisfied with society. Eating and sleeping every day, isn’t it good?”

To the little Dragon Rider, Alan Wilson was still quite spoiled, for no particular reason, young fare, having a child to detain, and most importantly, he felt that Anna wasn’t lying when she claimed to have studied psychology.

Anyway, he could not hide this point of mind from the other side, since the reunion, Anna never mentioned anything political, to avoid thinking up unpleasant memories of the two.

The only difficulty now was that Alan Wilson didn’t know what to do around Christmas, schedule work like the original and then subconsciously avoid company?

“It’s no good, those of you? Ladies on equal footing with their wives are good to deal with, except for Hepburn.” Anna analyzed from a man’s point of view, “They’re all about forty years old, I think. It’s okay to think you’re not old at thirty, there’s no way you’re still in that frame of mind now. They’re all in the same profession anyway, and I think they’re all aware of each other’s existence, so they might as well spend time together. I’ll forget about it, but leave me two days before and after.”

“I’d better arrange to work to stagger the time and keep separate company.” Allen Wilson said that the heart is not a lie, but just short of the door or goat, before the mouth of a big man three wives and four concubines is a common thing, the key moment will still be careful for the good.

At the end of 1955, Alan Wilson once again convened a meeting of overseas commissioners, commissioners of the major colonies and protectorates once again came to Kuala Lumpur, and the same as the last time, with the exception of the old boss of the Persian Gulf.

Before these colleagues arrived, the first thing Allen Wilson began was the end-of-year review of the Malayan colonies, and incidentally the appointment of a new commissioner for Christmas Island, a position that was held in awe by anyone.

It was mainly the location of Christmas Island that was too lonely, a small island governed by the original Straits Colony, in the southern waters of Java, much closer to Australia.

In fact, around the time of the independence of the original historical colony of Malaya, Australia asked Britain for sovereignty over the island as a defense against Indonesia, and Britain gave Christmas Island to Australia in response.

Among those who came from Egypt, there was also the special envoy of Farouk I, Yisaid, because Egypt in the construction of the Aswan Dam construction materials gap, was provided by Malaya. This time Yisaid came over to see the situation here as well.

Alan Wilson, of course, attached great importance to the fact that the two places where Britain had long supported the empire were not some white autonomous territories like Canada, but British India and Egypt, which were both racially and culturally alien to each other.

The former can be replaced, and right now the Malayan colonies are replacing it just fine, but how about Egypt? You can’t even get around it.

Because of the coming of Yisrael, Allen Wilson took out his precious time, not even accompanying a lady of equal status with his wife for a parallel jog, and came over to visit around with a bearded man.

“Commissioner Wilson, Malaya looks beyond our expectations.” Yisaid was greatly surprised, Egypt itself is the center of the Arab world, other Arab countries are inferior to Egypt, but now intuitively feel worse than Malaya.

If it is the same, the old man so many years is not in vain? This is still the city has not started.

Mind is so, Alan Wilson is still modest, “You are welcome, Mr. Yisaid, I believe that the Aswan Dam construction is completed, Egypt will soar, of course, a stable social environment is the basis of everything.”

In fact, what both places were seeking were not far off, infrastructure, educational support and autonomous power. Egypt wants these, now Malaya wants these, once upon a time British India wanted these.

Allen Wilson could not give the power of self-government, but infrastructure and educational support, he had the means.

However, Farouk I was able to send an envoy over or out of his expectations, is not lying for a long time, they believe the lies? Really think that he is Ali Pasha in the world, the Egyptian Lord of the Middle Ages?