Football on the telly this evening and just before the match starts Joris asked if I ever played football myself. So here’s the story of that one time I played in an official football game for Pijnacker, the place where I lived at the time.
I must have been 12 years old I think when I saw this image in the sky for a split second on my way to school and they said I was one penny short for a pound ‘up there in my piggy bank’ when I told my friends at school that day. Later in life I discovered that is was an F-117A Nighthawk when I saw a documentary on Discovery a few years ago. So there, I wasn’t barmy after all and there are no UFO’s.
Two years ago I was having anxiety attacks at the mere thought of having to go to the swimming pool in my little Microcar along busy roads in this city where they drive like mad men. So rather than driving that short distance in 20 minutes I took the bus which took me 1.5 hours to and 1.5 hours traveling back.
I remember it so well, it was the first song that played on that old tube radio I got from a friend when I was 12 years old. You never forget these things, how can you ever forget something like that?
When I first heard of him I was living in England at the time. I was going through a difficult time, discovering who I really was, experiencing new friendships in a totally different environment compared to where I grew up. It is important I tell you about the setting as you will understand how much this meant for me.
Breakfast in Meijepolder Castle is always fun. Cheerful and happy children making their lunch singing getting ready for school. They always close doors real quietly and I get hugs and kisses when they leave for school. Never ever do I have to tell them to hurry up and they never forget to clean the crumbs from the table or bring their plate and knifes and cups back to the kitchen. Everyone should wish they have such examples of fine children in their house that’s how well behaved they are. It was a pleasure again this morning I am telling you. It has made my day already.
It’s a mystery, nobody knows how this shattered rubber ball ended up in our house after the burglar alarm went off twice this morning. Weird, strange, almost … supernatural.
And then there’s this thing about the colour: it is supposed to be transparent blue. But -except for one- all pieces that broke off are colourless!