scheherazade_79
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That's what appears on the screen in big red letters, if you crash into the sea on Microsoft Flight Simulator. It's the only really unrealistic part of it. The plane doesn't smash to pieces at all, even if it's an airbus that's dropped a few thousand feet in a nose dive.
But I'm digressing.
Splash!
It happened to me tonight - without the red letters, and without the sea, come to think of it. I was out in the garden. My parents are away, and my nan is really deaf, so I can get away with going out into the back garden, instead of risking life and limb on the roof, whenever I feel like a smoke.
It was midnight, and all the stars were out. I was lying on my back in the grass, revelling in the wonder of it all, and feeling glad to be alive. When I finished, I got to my feet, wobbled for a couple of seconds, and then went to dispose of the butt the responsible way - by hurling it into next door's garden, so that my parents wouldn't stumble across it when they're digging up potatoes or something.
Everything was going just great, and I was in the mood to sit down and do some serious writing. The my knee caught against something. It was dark, so I reached down and felt the handle of the wheelbarrow.
Unfortunately it was at this point that I lost my balance altogether. My body tumbled forward, the wheelbarrow fell onto its side, and I flew straight over the top into the fish pond.
It's not very big, and I probably would have struggled with that stunt in broad daylight, but I accomplished it.
Imagine feeling nice and relaxed and mellow, then suddenly finding your entire body immersed in cold water. Add to that the gruesome sensation of a couple of carp, flapping their bodies against your exposed skin, and you'll have a good idea of how I felt.
But there was an added problem - there was no way in hell that I could have walked through the house that wet. So I had to take off my clothes by the back door.
It was cold, I was shivering, my skin was glinting in the pale moonlight, and suddenly I see headlights in next door's drive. The woman living there is a Cypriot in her late 80s... She shouldn't have been out that late at night!
So I had to hide behind the garden fence for a bit, and she took the LONGEST time saying goodbye to the person who gave her a lift home
Welcome to the world of Zade. It sucks to be me sometimes. And I've only just got over a flu type bug.
And now I'm stone cold sober and sleepless.
But I'm digressing.
Splash!
It happened to me tonight - without the red letters, and without the sea, come to think of it. I was out in the garden. My parents are away, and my nan is really deaf, so I can get away with going out into the back garden, instead of risking life and limb on the roof, whenever I feel like a smoke.
It was midnight, and all the stars were out. I was lying on my back in the grass, revelling in the wonder of it all, and feeling glad to be alive. When I finished, I got to my feet, wobbled for a couple of seconds, and then went to dispose of the butt the responsible way - by hurling it into next door's garden, so that my parents wouldn't stumble across it when they're digging up potatoes or something.
Everything was going just great, and I was in the mood to sit down and do some serious writing. The my knee caught against something. It was dark, so I reached down and felt the handle of the wheelbarrow.
Unfortunately it was at this point that I lost my balance altogether. My body tumbled forward, the wheelbarrow fell onto its side, and I flew straight over the top into the fish pond.
It's not very big, and I probably would have struggled with that stunt in broad daylight, but I accomplished it.
Imagine feeling nice and relaxed and mellow, then suddenly finding your entire body immersed in cold water. Add to that the gruesome sensation of a couple of carp, flapping their bodies against your exposed skin, and you'll have a good idea of how I felt.
But there was an added problem - there was no way in hell that I could have walked through the house that wet. So I had to take off my clothes by the back door.
It was cold, I was shivering, my skin was glinting in the pale moonlight, and suddenly I see headlights in next door's drive. The woman living there is a Cypriot in her late 80s... She shouldn't have been out that late at night!
So I had to hide behind the garden fence for a bit, and she took the LONGEST time saying goodbye to the person who gave her a lift home
Welcome to the world of Zade. It sucks to be me sometimes. And I've only just got over a flu type bug.
And now I'm stone cold sober and sleepless.
