Globe

One of the first longer things it wrote was a science-fiction story; it was about space travel and the length of time it would take to travel anywhere, generation after generation maybe. I can’t remember it all now, but it was written when the only place to research anything was the local library, so I spent a lot of time there, looking up such things as the speed of light, and the sort of hormones which make people age… at least, I think that was what I was doing.

I’ve never been tempted to write science fiction again, and I don’t even read it,although growing up it was my favourite genre. However, when I see the strange pattens that lichen forms itself into, I often think it looks like a sort of map; I begin to ponder on the sort of place it would be, the country and its terrain and nature and animal life… I can see seas and lakes and rivers… I see all sorts of features.

Here is a stone globe from Chiddingstone Castle… maybe the world is suffering an ice age since the seems vast empty spaces, maybe it has been decimated by its inhabitants carelessness with their environment, maybe it is just a very watery world… I don’t think I will be tempted to write about it, but if I ever get bored with what I’m doing, well, you never know!

 

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