I’ve Done Nowt

Well it’s only two days to go. Back’s much improved and although I haven’t trained I’m as ready as I can be. The garden is looking beautiful, we’ve got trees at the bottom of it and they capture the evening sun. I got a bit emotional yesterday over dinner, looking out of the window and realising that I won’t be here over the next coupla months. I’ll miss my old dear. 

Not a lot to report. Put the tarp up in the back garden yesterday. Packing all my gear and selecting what doesn’t come with me. Catty and fishing rod passed obviously. How will I eat otherwise? 

Anyway I’ll blog again tomorrow my dears. Thanks for tuning in. I’m sure there are lots of adventures on the road ‘There and back again’ to quote Bilbo. I have read Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit many times since I was young. Subconsciously this triggered my compulsion to do this. I’m so glad I retired. The elves are still around but it’s just more difficult to find them. I’ve heard them in the middle of a forest in France some years ago. It was just after midnight without a moon and they sang to me in the darkness. I’m not going mad, they did. They just need to know that you’re a friend that’s all. I walked towards them in the dark and when I got to within a few yards they stopped and there was no sign of them. I was by a lake fishing in the pitch black and they started singing again in a different spot a couple of hours later. I walked towards them again and again they cut out and vanished. I had set up some industrial candles as there was a wild boar who drank at the lake at night and he roared in the dark when he saw I was there, but the candles kept him away. Big bugger unall. However they’d gone out just before the elves sang so I guess they felt safe that they wouldn’t reveal themselves. I might not have seen them anyway. Eighty percent of the Universe is dark matter and we’ve no clue what it looks like. I used to see some of it in my weekly bath when I was a kid I’m sure.

I’m going to sleep in the forests down by the sea. This time I’ll sing with them. I wonder if they know any Richard Hawley tunes? I’ll still miss our old lass though.

Dave.