Night in Neverland

Day 5 of covid isolation
I will just briefly tell you about my unexpected journey of the night, then I need a long recovering sleep. With the help of google I thought I had cracked yesterday's egg-msg and went to sleep with my window wide open. My room was chilly so I slept in my hydroloft jacket and with felted woolen boots.

I hadn't slept for long when I woke up to the sound I had been expecting. There he was, smaller than I had imagined, all dressed in green and with a bag of fairy dust attched to his waist belt. We made a plan and then he sprinkled the dust around me and off we went. As we flew towards the second star to the right (with a short stopover in a farmacy warehouse and to admire the splendid wolf moon) he explained to me that his island star was threatened by the covid crisis, their neverending childhood was suffering and they did not know how to carry on. The message from my prototype transmitter had given them some hope. He told me that Neverland had been in a constant lockdown since they first caught weather of the virus, children were growing up too fast with constant worries, feasts and storytelling gatherings were history and depression was sinking into everyone's mind. Not so different from what I had experienced on earth, I thought.

Flying through the night was thrilling, I hadn't felt so excited since my paragliding days, but the journey took less time than I had thought and soon we landed on the misterious island. I admired the landacape and the lush vegetation and then I got down to the work I had come to do. All the inhabitants had lined up silently in a single queue, I asked each one a few questions about their health and then proceeded with the injections. There was no time to tell stories. Luckily the warehouse director had been generous with us and we had enough vaccines for all the fairies and pirates, lost boys and mermaids...and for the second jab in 3 weeks time. I instructed them on which side effects they might expect, how to cure them and how to go about for the second jab, then it was time to turn back home before the break of dawn. I have my head full of images of an epic journey, but now I'm off to bed, exhausted but happy to know that Neverland is safe.


DAY 6 OF AN UNEXPECTED JOURNEY DUE TO AN OMICRON INFECTION