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I'm currently in London still trying to obtain my three year visa; I hope to have it in the very near future. Because I always experience the torments of the damned when I find myself away from the Sanctuary, I decided that this time, I would avoid such extreme emotion and find a way of enjoying my stay in London's fair city. And I have to say, so far so good. I've been having fun! I discovered upon my return, that Sky Television is to remake Blakes 7 with a new cast, new writers, and a whole heap of money thrown at it, as was done with the recent series of Dr Who. I thought no more about it, until I checked my emails, and found messages from most of the London press, requesting comments and/or interviews. I agreed to do an interview with one of the 'Sundays' and one morning last week they duly sent a car to take me to a wonderful studio in Fulham, where a - very talented - make-up artiste, a bottle of champagne and the voice of Sammy Davis Jr emanating from the sound system greeted me as I entered the studio. Les, the photographer, knew that I'd had a relationship with Sammy many years ago, hence his choice of music! We had a wonderful 'shoot' which was thoroughly enjoyed by all concerned, and I tottered out several hours later, having consumed the entire contents of the bottle of champagne, almost by myself, sank into the luxury of the Mercedes, and told myself that this was a life-style I could take to like a duck to water. This week I was interviewed by a national daily, and the car took me to an hotel in Kensington, where the interview was conducted in a suite in which I could happily have spent what remains of my life, and another bottle of champagne was consumed. I tottered out several hours later... Gosh! it was fun! This led me to reflect on the two, very different, sides to myself. On the one hand, I am a lady who unashamedly revels in life's little (and large) luxuries, I acknowledge that I have a side to my nature which if given vent would make Michael Jackson look parsimonious. (The fact that I am constrained by the financial limits of my pension, is probably no bad thing.) I am ecstatically happy with first class travel, would love to live permanently in a suite at the Savoy, dress in nothing but cashmere and silk, and drink the finest champagne from the finest of flutes. However... the other side to my nature, requires that I live in Nature, surrounded by nothing but Nature, and as free as is possible to be from the constraints of urban life. This I have found in Africa, and fortunately - thank God - I now know is the bigger side of myself. I was asked by a friend a few days ago, "if you could be granted one wish right now, what would it be?" "To be back in Africa with my babies," was my immediate response, and although I am not suffering the torments of the damned, and although, yes, I'm having fun, I can't wait to rumble along on the bus from Jo'burg to Tzaneen, (fingers crossed that it won't break down) knowing that loving friends will be waiting for me at the bus stop, Candy and Snooze are back at the homestead, and my beloved monkeys who live in every beat of my heart will once more be a part of my daily life. I can't wait to fall asleep in my own bed, in my 'garden shed', Candy and Snooze beside me, moonlight, shining whispers of silver through my windows, and a heart full of relief, gratitude, and joy that I am finally home, with my family, where I belong. Yes, I do know. I am one very lucky lady. Big love, x
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