Music, Motorbikes, Conversation and Adventure

It’s been raining since yesterday, early evening -a torrent of water, almost non-stop.

As I dropped the lads off for their fishing/camping excursion I said, “Call me if the rain gets bad”. It had just started to rain, after what had been a couple of days of warm sun. Surely, we thought, it would all be alright.

But it wasn’t. Thankfully they abandoned their campsite at 11pm and went to a home in the village, leaving the tent behind, having caught no fish.

A call at 9am came, and a lift was required. They had gone back to the site, now flooded, their tents sitting in a lake of water. Apologies came down the phone: “I’m really sorry we had to leave the tent”. Bugger the tent!

They were soaked, when I picked them up. Couldn’t help but smile, just grateful they were safe.

“Fry-up, shower, change of clothes?”

“Yeah that would be great”.

So they ate, laughing about their adventure, and how funny it was when someone fell face-down in the water. It was all ‘beast’. I smiled.

Off they go to play music.

“I’ve written three songs this summer”. he said

“That’s great.”

“Come and listen”

I listened. Life, he said, wasn’t about the end of the world. You’re not just born, life’s a bitch, then you die. It’s all about the journey, he said, the adventure, the people you meet. You have to be positive and grateful, he said.

They talked about motorbikes, journeys, fishing in far off places, music gigs a long way down the road. They were planning. They were happy with their exam results and were very busy. Round the table sat a mechanic, a pilot, a writer. a musician and a brewer. On their phones were in-coming messages from girlfriends. “Where the *f*ck are you?”

“Who was Che?” he asked.

I explained.

“He had asthma too, didn’t he? Didn’t stop him from doing things. I want to go to South America one day.”

And today I realised -they were becoming men. Nursery seemed not that long ago. And as Baba used to say, “Prn baja prn”. Fly, ladybird, fly.

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