imagination 11 April 2008
I went to see a play called LIFE IS A DREAM last night, and it may be that life is just that. When I was a kid I used to imagine that the world was situated in the tooth of a huge lion and that our blue sky was the roof of his mouth. On so many levels it was a mad theory but one that amused me as I lay in the grass ‘thinking’. Clearly the weather was good any time I had these ponderings and I have no answer as to why the lion’s mouth might have had rain in it. I think perhaps the whole exercise was a child coming to terms with scale. And is it any worse a theory than the idea that we are in fact on a rotating ball that orbits the sun – I mean REALLY, who could swallow that?
A lot of you out there are nail-biters and thank you for the many tips as to how to stop. I didn’t do a bad cull the other evening so I am not maimed to the point of wearing gloves and it was just the one hand that got a tiny chew done to it.
I heard a frightening thing relating to the Husband being in Ukraine, which is that the BeeGees once made a ‘concept’ album called ODESSA. I shall have to check that one out.
A friend says I will know for sure that Richard is having a midlife crisis if he comes back with a tattoo in cyrillic…
