Thursday, November 15, 2007

Lost


After a day of desperation and despair the dog and I were both glad. As a welcome aside from our usual turn around the woods we enjoyed the freedom of the lonely strand. Several miles of windswept golden sand, stretched wide between the dunes and low tide. Giving him the freedom to career around like a lunatic and allowing me to speak away the cares of the day to the Marram.
A lucky find, a half filled bottle of coke, gave us just what we needed. This serendipitous toy delights us both. I throw it soaring high over the mid tide ponds. Asbo skims the surface of the water like a furry black exocet, returning it again and again. Until eventually the gloom of the evening turns our thoughts to the prospect of what we might have for tea. Grinning like a pair of fools, covered in sand and soaking wet, we climb back through the dunes and return to the car.
And in an instant my manic rollercoaster day takes the plunge to a new nadir. Somewhere out in the gathering darkness, caught between the tides, are the only keys to the car and the house……

Cliffhanger!

9 comments:

Dave said...

Oh no, what a bummer.

Lesley said...

aaaaaaaaarrrggghhhhhhhhh.......

Anonymous said...

Don't keep us hanging there too long, pleeeeeeease.

Sophie said...

Tenterhooks, that's what I'm on.

headless chicken said...

Hurry!......I hate cliff-hangers....far too impatient!!!
Every time we used to lock ourselves out, which was quite regularly before we moved to this house, Kev had to break in by removing a window. This is thanks to years working in window fabrication not a previous career in burglary I hasten to add!
Quite handy really. Even friends and neighbours call on Kev when locked out! On one occasion though he did fall off an upstairs window-sill, onto a wheelie-bin which fell into the waste pipe which broke, along with the back door glass-panel. This was at about midnight, ten years ago after a few too many pints.....still, at least we managed to get in and sleep off our hangovers......

Vi said...

So THAT's where you've been all week? Lost! lol.

Unknown said...

Bliss, one man and his dog!

buffalodick said...

Losing keys can be a major disaster in our haul-ass lifestyle...

meredic said...

davem - I really was having a bad day of it...

lesley - indeed

sablonneuse - well just a day this time

sophie - no longer I hope

headless chicken - smash the window did occur to me...

vi vi vi voom!!!!!!!! - the work thing got in the way of blogging as well.

john.g. - if only he were a bloodhound

buffalodickdy - losing these most certainly was