I’ve been doing alot of ‘eeking’ recently. Not in a ‘saving the last square of chocolate’ sort of way, but in an ‘Arrrrrrgh!’ sort of way. Think rabbit in headlights, or maybe pheasant in headlights – a bit dappy still, not sure what’s going on, careering left and right in a crazy sort of fashion. Then said pheasant or rabbit bouncing/skipping into the hedgerow to sit quietly for a moment before the headlights fly past again. Dazed and confused, the rabbit/pheasant creature has to breathe deeply ready to face off the percieved monsters again.
This frenetic, dazed and dappy creature is me. I am still feeling very disconnected with land life at times and there seems to be a little imp running around in my head, pleading to go back out to sea or a lovely peaceful mountain where I can see the stars and not feel hemmed in. So tomorrow I am, and Bonnie- my lovely one-eyed pooch – is coming along too: weekend in the Peak District helping out with Duke of Edinburgh teams from my old school. Happy days. Maybe I’ll even put on shoes for the first time in months and do some real hill walking. Both pooch and I are very much looking forward to it.
As you can see, since my last little despatch decrying the craziness of land life, not much has changed. I have done dazed and confused in Rutland, Oxford and London with a trip to the Birdfair, various interesting meetings and PR bits, signed with a new book agent, started chipping at my ‘to do lists’, done some chilling and catching up with friends and tried to resist my urge to run off for quiet space and try and reintegrate with fellow landlings.
Next week however, I have actually scheduled in some real resting and am putting a cap on crazy stuff and other people’s demands and deadlines. Maybe we should give it some capitals: Real Resting. I cannot wait… This last couple of weeks’ crazy stuff has had to happen though, so it’s all good really.
Meanwhile Dippers is still somewhere between Mauritius and Felixstowe, on her way back home. More info to follow.
Still dazed and confused, but making progress,
Outey Toot Toot x
PS Most painful sports massage of my life today – brilliant, in one of those ‘pain is a good thing’ moments. More knots in my back than in a Knot Shop.
PPS Still working on t-shirt quotes.
PPPS Does anyone in Rutland have dry storage space where they wouldn’t mind housing a lovely little Dippers from late September, for a wee while? She’s on an 8m trailer, very well behaved and has a good few tales to tell. ‘Say hello’ if you think you might be able to help.