22 February 2018


"Wanna come for another ride?" asked Albert.

I was back in the woodland clearing where I had first met him. Grey-white clouds scudded over  the canopy. My memory of that very first ride remained vivid. In the end, it had been a truly beautiful experience. The stuff of dreams.

"I would love to try another one Albert but please don't gallop as hard as you did on the playingfields! It hurt like hell!"

Albert grinned mischievously. "Okay I promise." And he stuck out his big blue tongue as if threatening to lick my face again.

Once more I clambered up on his back  and hugged his neck as Albert stood to his full height.

"We're going further this time. Much further!" he chortled.

He ambled along the woodland path and over the stream. Soon we were back at the sports ground.

"Are you ready?" Albert asked over his shoulder. It was a question that slightly perturbed me and with good reason.

Have you ever seen that children's fantasy film, "The NeverEnding Story"? There's a scene in that where the little protagonist Atreyu rides on the back of the dragon Falkor. His quest is to save Fantasia from the malevolent force that is "The Nothing". They ride high above the clouds for thousands of miles to The Southern Oracle.

I was reminded of that scene that second time Albert took me for a ride.

This time we weren't running on the earth or bounding through moorland heather. We were above the ground and then we were above the trees. We were flying and Albert was laughing like a maniac.

"Hold on!" he yelled back but that command was absolutely unnecessary. Not wishing to die like a parachutist without a parachute, I was desperate not to fall. 

Soon we were pushing up through the clouds that swirled around us like fog in a Sherlock Holmes story. And then we were up in the blue. Albert had no wings. He literally seemed to be running on air. There was no logic to it. It seemed impossible but it was really happening.

"Are you okay?" Albert asked.

"Yes. I'm fine Albert. But where are we going?"

"You will see my friend. You will see."

And he started to hum. At first I didn't recognise the tune. But then it dawned on me that Albert was humming "Homeward Bound" by Paul Simon. How the hell did he know that song and where indeed were we going?


  1. Is Albert taking you to visit Hippo on the Lawn?!

    I never saw the Neverending Story but I always liked the theme song by Limahl.

    I keep thinking I'm missing something here. Are your parables of Albert metaphorically challenging us to think about concepts of belief and truth and falsehood? Are you on a beer-induced lark? I am undecided.

    1. Perhaps you think too much Steve. Even so, I am pleased you have read my Albert posts. Maybe we are all missing something.

  2. Oh my goodness,. The never ending story. My three children loved it so much. I couldn't bear the horse sinking into the mud and always have to leave the room.
    Even this film couldn't coax my two sons into reading though!
    Albert is wonderful. I wonder if falcour could drop me off for a visit?

    1. To ride on Falkor you would need a bus pass, a head for heights and absorbent underwear Christina.

    2. Hey! Less of the bus pass. I'm in my fifties!
      Maybe I should change my photo?
      Absorbent underwear has its uses though.......

    3. Please don't be offended Christina. I thought you were nobbut a lass.

    4. Aye, I am. A grand lass! I expect you're a good lad!

  3. And Chapter Four of The Adventures of Albert, the Giraffe by Neil, the Eel has finally appeared.

    Lee, the Llama is much calmer now the drama of waiting for the next chapter of this entrancing tale has come to an end.

    1. When annoyed llamas are fond of spitting but of course Lee the Llama would never spit! Would she?

    2. I have no idea....you're the one telling the story.

      This particular Lee, the person doesn't and would never. She has far more class than to do such a thing.

    3. Oh...and by the way...I am enjoying your story about Albert, Yorkie...even if I've not yet let you know this to be the case.

    4. I have just been writing the final chapter Lee. I hope you like it. I was striving for something just out of reach. I guess I will post it tomorrow.

  4. I read Ende's Never Ending Story. The value of friendship and acceptance of oneself. I'm looking forward to another chapter of Albert.
    Greetings Maria x

    1. It is a magical story but I never read the original version. I have already written the last chapter of my tale. I hope you like it Maria.

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