Yes, Sofia still here with Donald. Lady M is getting more and more excited. She's completed her singing horses thing and #7's foal story. The great work about us has reached text blocking. The print manager has sent her stage one for approval. The blurb for the back cover is also ready. She took a day off on Monday. Went visiting friends and had the whale of a time. Well, when she actually found them, She is so silly at times. We're always telling her. Her friends had moved into a new property. So new, her Sat Nav had not heard of it. She gets directions the old fashioned way. Writes it all down. Guess what? The road she was looking for wasn't there. Or, to be more precise she couldn't find it. Then she thought about me and my do-or-die list. It was something she must do. Find this address unaided. She found two new estates. Not the right ones. Retraced her route. Only as a last resort and in defeat did she do the sensible thing. Use her mobile and phone! Got directions from her friends. Found the address in under five minutes. She had been so close to it for forty-five minutes but not managed to find it. Why? The route which had come up on Google gave a road which was now a pedestrian route! Anyway, lovely lunch, chat, and a visit to a beautiful Cheshire country house Rode Hall. She's still dreaming about the teapot collection and the library. She would love a library like that. So impressive.
She now has to read all through her work returned from the print manager which will keep her busy. We hope you enjoyed reading about one of our trips downstairs last week. After much discussion Donald and I thought you might enjoy reading about one of our experiences after our demise. You may remember, I didn't finish all of the things on my list before I died. So, we just carried on up here. I'm going to share my fulfilment of #14, walk a mile along the equator with you.
It had now become a ‘Do-After-Death-List’. She may have completed all she was supposed to do while alive but there was no reason why she could not do the rest or anything else she wanted in her death.
They had rushed off to Kenya and were enjoying hitching a ride on a tour company’s organized Safari. The holidaymakers were all elderly and from the conversations it sounded like it was the dream holiday of a lifetime for most of them.
“Why do people rush to do things while they’re alive? It’s much more fun when you’re dead.”
“I know Sofia. It’s cheaper in fact it’s free; more relaxing, no hassle at airports, no worries over passports or terrorist threats but it’s the old cliché, ‘you have to be dead to find out’!” They both laughed hysterically, “Oh look a herd of elephants.”
They were standing in the aisle and almost got knocked over as the people stampeded through them to the right side of the coach with digital cameras to capture the view. The guide was talking away about poachers killing elephants for the ivory and how they were an endangered species and it was illegal to export ivory but no one was really listening.
“Well, we’ve seen gazelles, elephants and giraffes shall we disappear and do the equator walk?”
“Okay, Sofia off we go. Number fourteen, here we come.”
They not only found the imaginary line between the Northern and Southern Hemispheres but listened as another guide gave a much younger party of tourists’ information about the equator.
“The length of the equator is 40,075 kilometers or 24,901.5 miles and its latitude is 0°…”
“Well, I only want to walk a mile that leaves 24,900.5 miles. I suppose we could do it at a later date?”
“Why not? We’re not pressed for time are we?” Once again they fell about in hysterics.
“If I’d realized death could be so much fun, I’d have come years ago!”
“I know; it wasn’t my time!” They were still laughing.
“Listen, this bloke sounds rather like my brother; he’s giving everything in such detail.”
“I think that’s what they’re supposed to do.”
“How boring, shall we do something more exciting before we start walking?”
“What in front of all these people?” she laughed.
“It’s more exciting because we can see them but they can’t see us. Let’s do it naked.”
They lay down on the area which had been described as the widest part of the earth, removed their clothing and were about to make love as the guide finished speaking and everyone returned to the coach.
“Spoilsports,” Donald said, “Now, we haven’t got an audience.”
“Oh never mind. Another group will probably be along in a minute.”
But they were left alone and after making love, they stood up, “Let’s do the walk naked,” Donald said.
“You’re obsessed with nakedness.”
“Well, it’s such fun and the heat won’t bother us will it?”
“Number fourteen, number fourteen,” she kept repeating until they were sure they had completed the mile and then jubilantly took the list out of her handbag and ticked number fourteen, “What’s the date downstairs today?”
“June 22nd. Yesterday was the longest day. Not that that makes any difference to us.”
“Right. June 22nd 2005,” she diligently wrote next to number fourteen. “I never thought I’d be doing this.”
“Death’s full of surprises.”
“I’ve worked that one out.”
Coming soon... LOVE YOU FOREVER,"It's been 5 years since Sofia died, and she and the other spirits "upstairs" continue and watch the dramatic events and devastating consequences that unfold on the earthly plane. This is book 3 in the Sofia Trilogy."
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Love, Sofia and Donald
Love, Sofia and Donald