Imogen, dear
Dear Imogen,
If I had a tune for every time I’ve left, I’d make you an electronic keyboard with 750 pre-programmed sounds. I’d ship it across the cellophane seas on an origami boat, with a tin can at the helm and a jar of Branston Pickle. I’ve no doubt it would find it’s way to you. When it did, would you fly the melodies back, on the 747 jumbo jet in first class? It might be a long flight, but with a more comfortable seat, they can sleep for a while, for ages, if need be. Until they are ready. To breathe in the snow and rustle the trees.
With love,
Ani
24 March 2008 at 9:55 am
oh god I’m crying again x
24 March 2008 at 12:11 pm
Imogen is the inspiration (and the source) of the most beautiful things.
24 March 2008 at 11:28 pm
oh dear, i am crying again as well.
ani, so so so much love to you for these words. and for ‘getting it’ so very much.
and to jess for being such a beautiful thing and for saying such beautiful things.
and to andre for making so much of everything possible.
you are all so fantastic.
26 March 2008 at 11:13 am
That really was lovely….
26 March 2008 at 2:41 pm
Nice one.
26 March 2008 at 7:51 pm
Beauty, yes. Even out of context, it transpires.