Donnington Castle

'TODAY'S WORLD HAS LOST ITS WAY AND IS NOW HOPELESSLY LOST. WE NEED TO REMEMBER THE WAY. REMEMBER YOUR PAST. (signiture)

COME ALONG SALLY LETS DO 12 HRS OF ACID!'

This was written on a note next to the castle.

It made me happy to think that someone feels the need to inform strangers of their thoughts. It was also heartening to find that the hand writing was exactly the same as my brothers, the triangular exclamation mark being more like something he would have written at 15.

There seem to be an almost inexhaustable number of ways to get to Donnington Castle. Even if you don't want to go there. But once there, I always find myself walking back through the country club, which has the most beautiful lake which seems determined to catch whatever colour the sun is (it was twilight and the water was burning), with some lovely ducks on it.

I walked home thinking:

'The sun is a theif: she lures the sea
and robs it. The moon is a theif:
he steals his silvery light from the sun.
The sea is a thief: it dissolves the moon.'

When I got here the family were back and my dad told me it was not necessarily wise to go on walks at night time by myself.