Sweet Jayyysus

Uppermost is the phone call that woke me this morning from my brother. My mother appears to be lost. She phoned him saying she was going to visit him in Antwerp. He made arrangements to meet her in a hotel. Then she phoned him saying she was actually somewhere in Germany. He asked her to read out her ticket to him, she did so and it said 'Anvers'(sp?) which is Antwerp in French. Then her phone went dead.

He has gone to all the major hotels in Antwerp, no sign of her. Now he's going to the police. Whatever plans I had are cancelled as I wait by the phone. I hope she turns up somewhere soon.

Here we see the real drawbacks of the European Union. Once upon a time my mother's adventuring capacity was limited to two countries, one of them admittedly big. Now she could be lost anywhere. If I could get lost anywhere in this moment, I'd choose another planet, via a coffee shop in Amsterdam.

My brain hurts.

Some very good stuff has happened; I've caught up with friends and had some excellent conversations, much food for thought and change. But the phone woke me early after last night's show, and I'm too tired to continue. More later, methinks, when I am awake x