OK.. are YOU ready for the final episode of HER mysterious Tale? YOU might want to go back and re-read the previous Tale on HER fear of falling.. it is SUCH a long time since WE posted it!
OK.. here WE go.
When Sonia and SHE had finished, Sonia asked HER NOT to use the underground to go home but to use a bus and to take things a little quietly for a couple of days.
So SHE walked to the bus stop and started the journey home from north London. On the way SHE realised that there were a couple of items that needed to be collected from a store on Oxford Street, so SHE changed buses and continued HER journey. Getting off in the busy street, SHe walked quickly into the store, took the lift to the third floor and collected the items which had been held for HER.
Coming away from the till, SHE saw an old friend on the escalator and without thinking of Sonia's words to take things quietly, SHE jumped on and called for HER friend.. who did not hear!
There were, admittedly, very few people on the escalator but SHE realised that the ONLY way to catch HER friend.. was to run.. DOWN.. the moving staircase!
SHE did.. and SHE ran with no fear of falling.. the crippling fear of falling down stairs that SHE had had for THIRTY SIX years had gone. THANK YOU SONIA!
This was in October 2005.
That Christmas, SHE went to stay with a woman whom SHE met through work, the two of them had become friends, both as mad as each other!
When the friend had to go and do some work, SHE decided to jump on a train and visit a friend in San Diego.. simple, well, it should have been! SHe booked HER ticket on a Surfliner Train from Union Station in Los Angeles for the next day.
So onto the little train at Pasadena and choof choof into Union Station, entering the HUGE ticket hall, SHE joined the queque to collect a pre-paid ticket, only for the ticket woman to ask HER for HER passport... DONNGGGGGG.. NO PASSPORT with HER, only the credit card SHE had used to purchase said ticket for train leaving at now NOT TOO FAR DISTANT time!
HELP... what to do, nice ticket woman said "where is it".. SHE replied "on my bedside table in Pasadena".. nice woman said "if someone could get it to Pasadena Station, you could JUST make the journey there and back in time".. so after telephoning HER friend, who, thank goodness, was still at home and who said "yes, I'll do that for you, no problem".. off SHE FLEW to catch the little train.
All was accomplished.. SHE ran back into the ticket office at Union Station, the nice woman said "Sorry folks, let her through, we have an emergency here.. QUICK, now if you run very fast you will make it.. the train is on Track 12.. now run".
SHE ran very fast but to HER horror that there were probably a hundred other people all running for the same train.. and that TRACK 12 was down a long, steep flight of concrete steps.
SHE stopped for a nano-second, below HER the huge train was ready to roll but SHE saw and caught the eye of an enormous man.. he was in uniform and standing by a carriage door.. SHE ran down those steps with all the other people.. but as SHE got onto the platform beside the train this enormous arm shot out, caught HER up and lifted HER up into the carriage.
"WHO ARE YOU?" the enormous man asked HER. SHE asked him "Why?". WELL, you see Miss, I saw you stop at the top of the stairs and then you just took off and FLEW.. you had wings and you flew, your feet didn't touch those steps.. welcome aboard Miss.. welcome aboard the Surfliner".
It makes both of us wet-eyed that Tale, the mysterious Tale that started sometime in medieval England, back in the mist of time..
GeeGee Parrot.
February 6th, 2013.
OK.. here WE go.
When Sonia and SHE had finished, Sonia asked HER NOT to use the underground to go home but to use a bus and to take things a little quietly for a couple of days.
So SHE walked to the bus stop and started the journey home from north London. On the way SHE realised that there were a couple of items that needed to be collected from a store on Oxford Street, so SHE changed buses and continued HER journey. Getting off in the busy street, SHe walked quickly into the store, took the lift to the third floor and collected the items which had been held for HER.
Coming away from the till, SHE saw an old friend on the escalator and without thinking of Sonia's words to take things quietly, SHE jumped on and called for HER friend.. who did not hear!
There were, admittedly, very few people on the escalator but SHE realised that the ONLY way to catch HER friend.. was to run.. DOWN.. the moving staircase!
SHE did.. and SHE ran with no fear of falling.. the crippling fear of falling down stairs that SHE had had for THIRTY SIX years had gone. THANK YOU SONIA!
This was in October 2005.
That Christmas, SHE went to stay with a woman whom SHE met through work, the two of them had become friends, both as mad as each other!
When the friend had to go and do some work, SHE decided to jump on a train and visit a friend in San Diego.. simple, well, it should have been! SHe booked HER ticket on a Surfliner Train from Union Station in Los Angeles for the next day.
So onto the little train at Pasadena and choof choof into Union Station, entering the HUGE ticket hall, SHE joined the queque to collect a pre-paid ticket, only for the ticket woman to ask HER for HER passport... DONNGGGGGG.. NO PASSPORT with HER, only the credit card SHE had used to purchase said ticket for train leaving at now NOT TOO FAR DISTANT time!
HELP... what to do, nice ticket woman said "where is it".. SHE replied "on my bedside table in Pasadena".. nice woman said "if someone could get it to Pasadena Station, you could JUST make the journey there and back in time".. so after telephoning HER friend, who, thank goodness, was still at home and who said "yes, I'll do that for you, no problem".. off SHE FLEW to catch the little train.
All was accomplished.. SHE ran back into the ticket office at Union Station, the nice woman said "Sorry folks, let her through, we have an emergency here.. QUICK, now if you run very fast you will make it.. the train is on Track 12.. now run".
SHE ran very fast but to HER horror that there were probably a hundred other people all running for the same train.. and that TRACK 12 was down a long, steep flight of concrete steps.
SHE stopped for a nano-second, below HER the huge train was ready to roll but SHE saw and caught the eye of an enormous man.. he was in uniform and standing by a carriage door.. SHE ran down those steps with all the other people.. but as SHE got onto the platform beside the train this enormous arm shot out, caught HER up and lifted HER up into the carriage.
"WHO ARE YOU?" the enormous man asked HER. SHE asked him "Why?". WELL, you see Miss, I saw you stop at the top of the stairs and then you just took off and FLEW.. you had wings and you flew, your feet didn't touch those steps.. welcome aboard Miss.. welcome aboard the Surfliner".
It makes both of us wet-eyed that Tale, the mysterious Tale that started sometime in medieval England, back in the mist of time..
GeeGee Parrot.
February 6th, 2013.
I wish I had seen that flight. I sometimes have dreams about going that fast down stairs. Never have tried, tho.
ReplyDeleteSHE flew Peg.. SHE still gets goose bumps about it.. an Angel literally held HER and flew HER down those steps.. SHE remembers having this TINY space in time, SHE was running with all the other people and remembers seeing this HUGE conductor, then SHE was flying down and then being caught by him and lifted in through the carriage door..
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