Goodbye to all that…

A day recovering from the journey to Canterbury and back, and a sudden realisation that this is it.  I am out of England.  Out of the gloom and despondency.  Away from the fretting bureaucrats and the Big Brother surveillance world.  Away from the place where I gave them everything with my years of dedicated service – for little reward – and then they all deserted me when the police computer mixed up my details with someone else.  England, I do not know you any longer.  You are a stranger to me.

Computer Says No?  Sorry, but life is too short.  Rabit says Yes!!!

Life goes on.  The rabit piligrimin has discovered that donkeys are far more interesting than the Archbishop of Southwark.  (In the foreground, Daly, being fed by the rabit piligrimin.  Looking on: the Archbishop of Southwark.  Your turn for stale bread next, Your Grace.)


About Gareth Thomas

After a mixed career as an aircraft technician, London fringe theatre playwright, Franciscan friar, and secondary school teacher, I find myself looking after the needs of four donkeys in a remote location in the mountains in the Costa Blanca. I like to listen to BBC Radio 4 and the wind in the pine trees. I am writing a comedy about a school in Benidorm. My favourite film of all time is "Jean de Florette". If I had my time again I would not have spent the early 1970s working for Special Branch.
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6 Responses to Goodbye to all that…

  1. Brother Burrito says:

    Hmmmm, stale bread, yumm! I just gotta chew!

    For some reason, this post of yours has caused a thought to enter my head, and not through an incision/burrhole.

    I see before me, a range of stories for child and grown-up based on the many adventures had by a silly rabbit, a very silly donkey, a cynical toad, a clever raven, some saintly ladies, and, who have I forgotten??? Omvendt will have to reinvent himself for this, I think.

    Something along the lines of a comedic search for something lost, oh yes, the truth.

    Before we discuss the publishers advance, should we not discuss whether this idea has legs? Don’t ask me to count them, though, I am strictly limited to 4.

  2. Meerkat Chaplin says:

    You have forgotten to include a meerkat, you very silly donkey! Meerkats are essential to smooth-running and there is probably some sort of inclusiveness requirement for a meerkat to be inclusivenessed into the story.

    Where do you get these donkeys from, rabit, and after whom is the donkey in the photo named?

  3. omvendt says:

    That’s the spirit, rabit!

    Oh, and BB – I guess I could be a silly duck. 🙂

  4. Gertrude says:

    Not too sure about the saintliness of this lady! We can but aspire.
    Hope you are rested Rabit – do let us know of your adventures on the way to your new life in Spain, and remember that you are in all our thoughts, and prayers – and our fervant hopes that one day you will return to us – with all our inefficiencies,sometimes squabbles, but big hearts for you. 6 weeks old today, and it wouldn’t have happened without you. So Happy Feast.

  5. toadspittle says:

    Got to have a bad guy who gets his come-uppance. A toad would do nicely.

  6. Frere Rabit says:

    I don’t think meerkats should be calling Burrito a silly donkey; now toad is asking for his come-uppance, and as usual a blog descends into chaos and mayhem, with silly aminals all scratching and biting… Oh, I can’t bear it.

    Anyway, Burrito, your idea is encouraging. You see the fact is that the rabit piligrimin is already in touch with the children’s story illustrator Maggie Kneen. Over the years I have suggested various possibilities to her, but this one may take off. Life is so short… Get me to Spain.

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