What's happening

Things just keep getting wierder. Jemima (who runs the place where we;re staying) - well, her supposedly long lost husband, Horace, turned up at the weekend and he's been driving me mad ever since. He seems to be on some kind of mad mission, and he's got Toni roped into it - and now he's trying to get me too. Keeps saying he needs my ace computer skills (like hell) cos he's got to find Lucy (the supposedly long lost daughter). I don't know what the hell is going on. And I can't really get much sense out of Toni. She seems to love all this mystery. Looking for clues in everything. She'd be reading my tea leaves given half a chance. I've started going for long walks on my own - mostly by the sea. Wondering if I should just get out of here. I do miss my boat now. A lot. I miss Tim's stupid little face and even my mother's sarcastic comments. I miss the English skies - all damp and grey and unpredictable. Here the skies are too big - you just get lost in them. God, I'm started to get all poetic.

And I'm worried about Brim too. He seems to be having the same gorilla dreams that I had (are they dreams? Am we both going loopy?). And here's something really wierd - I dreamt about Jesus bloody Christ last night - looking all god like and floating above the water - it sort of looked like the sea here, but I was in my boat, bobbing about and feeling out of control. Jesus (I can't believe I'm writing this down - the men in white coats will be along soon) starts pointing down into the water, and I see someone there, battling the waves - and I realise its Brim (even though I've never met the guy - it was just that dream logic - you know) and I tried to steer the boat towards him but the waves were too big and pushing me back, and I saw him go down once, twice.. and then I woke up, feeling crap, like i'd lost a part of me - and I had to make my excuses to Toni and take one of my long long walks. I've just heard her voice downstairs - she's back from work early. I'd better stop now. Goodbye. Goodbye