Well I’ll Go To The Foot Of My Stairs…

I’m off again…

December 28, 2007 · 10 Comments

…on my annual visit to the India Ocean to spend some time doing these kind of things. This time I shall be staying on this, even smaller, mountain top in the middle of the sea.

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Fab, huh?

I acknowledge I’m very, very lucky to be able to do this. I feel the need to qualify my break in paradise by saying that my voluntary sector salary doesn’t pay for it - it couldn’t. But there’s also the fact that, without my break in paradise, I couldn’t continue to do the work that I do without burning out emotionally. Anyone who works closely with abuse survivors and most people who work in the voluntary sector will understand this.

I need to take care of myself - and I do. My break in paradise is part of that.

Blue, blue skies, warm ocean full of the most vivid, exuberant life just ten steps away from my door, powder-white sand, palm trees bursting with promises of fresh coconut milk still warm from the blazing sun, geckos climbing the walls of the open-air bathroom to find shade, gigantic fruit bats gliding over the tops of the waving palms in the light of the full moon, warm days filled with whatever I want - no phone, no tv, no news, no post and hardly any people. Bliss.

I’m usually choked when it’s time to leave because I don’t want to. Imagine your day starting somewhere like that and ending with you driving round the M25 in the rain… that’s what coming home is like. It’s poo.

But, barring tragedy, I’ll be back in a few weeks; back at work doing what I do best the only way I know how. In the meantime, have a fab new year everyone - I hope 2008 is….well, just…better.

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