HELLO, and I’ll tell you what – I’ve only been here in this mad, fantastic, talent-burgeoned utopia for a few days and already my eyes are spinning round in my head like a fruit machine. What an absolute Catherine Wheel – no, a whole firework display – of talent there is, and so, so many superb and goodly folks ready to chip in with a magnificent remark and a handy pointer. In saying hello I thank you all.
The only trouble is – and it is a trouble, I fear – is that it all seems a bit addictive. Is this fever of intoxication normal or am I unusually troubled? Already I find myself twitching and wondering what’s going on in here when I’m away. Sometimes in those dark hours I feel tense – headachy even – as if suffering some bizarre withdrawal syndrome where demons forbid me rest and my bed is full of sand. Is there a remedy for this – some easy potion I could sip; a tablet of some kind perhaps – or am I bound to suffer from Bubble-itus for the next ninety-nine years, eleven months and twenty nine days? Someone please help.
I worry because, really, I should be out there with a camera stuck to my face in a quest to add some more tiny sparkles to the galaxy of wonder herein. And yet suddenly I am lashed here, to my chair, as if willingly… Already my typing finger is reduced to a mush in trying to thank everybody who has so kindly sent me comments and mails thus far, and already my eyes hurt from the addictive starburst of wonder exploding from every corner of a world made luminous. If you don’t hear from me again you will know I have simply been vaporised by it all.
In the meantime – just before that happens – I shall try to quietly add some more tiny sparkles from the back-catalogue of my own small corner. Then, and only then, I shall go out with my camera and try to gather some more. Is this normal?
Thank you all again, and goodnight – for now