Thursday, 6 March 2008

Freedom

Glass in throat has shattered, blocking up my sinuses and leaving me with a voice that sounds like Edith Piaf’s after a night on the tiles. I wish. Brain cells have taken fright at this intrusion and are skulking out of sight, not responding to drinks, food or Day Nurse. So if this makes absolutely no sense, blame it on the cough mixture.

Today I am trying to get back to normal, whatever that is, which involves trying to replace a couple that have dropped out of a feature I’ve written, and lining up several other couples for another one. As brain matter isn’t cooperating, I’m not at all sure what I will end up with. Probably cancer sufferers for the dog article and vice versa. Note to self. Don’t do any interviews today, probably not until next week.

But to other matters. For my birthday I received two wonderful helium balloons, one celebrating my huge age (the only thing about me that is huge, as Himself mutters) and the other one wishing me Happy Mother’s Day. I wasn’t quite sure whether this was because of Moll and Bussie or – or because there’s something I don’t know about. Or rather, someone. I don’t think I could have missed that kind of thing though.

Anyway, both balloons bobbed around our living room for a few days and as my mum arrived for Mother’s Day it seemed sensible to give the Mother’s Day one to her. The other one drifted in the breeze from the window but seemed to miss its pal, so last night we decided to set it free. We always do this with balloons.

We stood outside at around 6pm and launched our balloon into the grey sky. Our balloon sailed joyously out to sea, over the docks, round to the castle, up and up into the storm clouds building like cliffs, until it vanished from sight.

We wrote our phone number on it just in case anyone finds it. By now it should be over France, we think. It would be wonderful if someone actually rang to say where it was. I hope they let it go, though. It needs to be free.

12 comments:

Lane said...

That's lovely. I hope you get a call!

Hope the throat gets better you poor thing:-( x

Rebecca Taunton said...

Some things just need to be free!

When I was young, I did a note in a bottle and sent it off into the sea; a year or so later someone called to say they had found it...about a mile from where I'd let it go.

I hope you feel better soon.

RT

Flowerpot said...

lane - throat is a lot better thanks - it just sounds terrible!

RT - what a lovely tale. I will keep you posted in case we get someone for our balloon.

Miss Understood said...

I have a lurgy too, although it's in the early stages. I just hope I don't have to cotend with anything worse on my first day at my new job.

I hope you get a phone call...it'll be great to see how far it gets. I agree with you FP, they should all be free to play in the breeze.

wakeupandsmellthecoffee said...

I'm looking out my window for helium balloons but haven't spotted any. Hope you're feeling better.

Flowerpot said...

MissU - hope your lurgy disperses quickly. Hot toddies are the thing I find. When's your first day? Brilliant news about the job.

Flowerpot said...

Thanks Wakeup feeling a lot better. Hope the balloon is in France now so might get a call in French which would test my language!

Akelamalu said...

Hope you're feeling better Flowerpot. Wouldn't it be great if you kept getting calls about where your balloon is!

Sweet Irene said...

I must remember to do that to the next balloon I get. To set it free with my phone number on it, or better yet, my email address. Good idea, Flowerpot!

Jason Dittle said...

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Flowerpot said...

Ak - that's a lovely thought, but I wont hold my breath!

Flowerpot said...

Sweet Irene - we could start a trend here!

Jason Dittle - well an extra $800 would always be useful....