It is night. You are staring up at the skies, seeking out the stars set on a black velvet cushion, needing to hold, for a moment, thoughts of a daydream, wishing it were true, aching for the promise of hope that might bring.
Dark shadows flit across the heavens. Light dims. Stars glitter and fade. Suddenly, the roar of Merlin engines can be heard, getting ever nearer. Sirens raise an endless tuneless motion of sound breaking wide open the silence, while the sound of running feet pound the pavement ... children wail, afraid of the unknown ... adults startled like rabbits are caught in a frenzy, dragging loved ones close.
When did it begin?
Where will it end?
And then ... years rush by. The tunnel of Time whisks me back to the present. I open my eyes. It is evening, yes. Outside the last call of the gulls are crying like tiny babies seeking out their mothers. But there is light. And all around us are people talking and laughing, pausing for moments to gaze at our unexpected display, asking questions, wanting to know what it's like when such a night as this is in wartime ... and freedom is but a dream away ...
GA11ERY ELEVEN within Filey Post Office, North Yorkshire; hosted an Art Evening on Friday evening, 28th March. Tony and I displayed books, memorabilia and posters together with other items of interest relating to WWI with my book 'Brothers', the wartime experiences of my two great uncles; 'Nina & Vic: A World War II Love Story' about my mother's wartime love, featuring Navigator and Special Operator Vic Vinnell with Pilot Jack Fisher of RAF 100 Group; and 'Stone Cold Dead', my first published thriller, with a mystery set in wartime.
The Gallery is hosting another evening in the Autumn when it is hoped I will have two new publications on display ...
I would like to thank Fiona and Ben for all the nibbles and drink that went with the evening, and the many people who turned up despite the weather. It was good to have the books on display, and to meet others in the 'art' world ... and a good time was had by all!