by Alan Townenda demonstration). As far as he was concerned this would be a waste
of time because the speakers at the rally would simply talk mumbo
jumbo (rubbish). But Cathy had made up her mind to go and the
next morning wham bam (very quickly) she caught the early train
and went off to the rally. On the train journey she began to think
about what her father had said with his reference to the rag bag
(muddled collection) of ideas in her organisation. And if she was
really honest with herself, she was beginning to have a teenie
weenie (very small) feeling of doubt as to whether she was doing
the right thing. She just wished that her father could try and be
even steven (fair) about her side of the argument. But as soon as
she reached the meeting point for the rally, there was no time for
day dreaming. She was straight into the hurly burly (the excited
activity) of the meeting. At the beginning it was a bit harum
scarum (disorganised) and people were running higgledy piggledy
(in different and chaotic directions) but soon everything settled down
and people who had been running about pell mell (in confusion)
were now standing still and listening to the speeches. She felt
reassured and was pleased she had come to the demonstration.
And then one incident at the end of the rally convinced her that she
had taken the right decision to work for the organisation. A police
officer on horseback was controlling the crowds and she found
herself being gently moved along by the horse. As it drew near she
found she was asking herself aloud whether she had done the right
thing. She looked at the horse and it was actually nodding its head
and she could have sworn it said okie dokie (all right).