Dreams of an Alternative Reality
I was in my bedroom when my long dead cat Topaz came up to me
You have been away for such a long time
I said quietly my voice nervous with disguise
Topaz gave me a loving look as I stroked her and then left my room forever
I waited a short while and then looked at the underground station opposite my house
There were two silver and red trains waiting quietly at the platforms
For the distant pink signals to change to a turquoise blue
The Ealing House
During her final illness I spent a lot of time with my cat
I often read Robinson Crusoe to her and we imagined the adventures we would have had trapped on the desert island thousands of miles from civilisation
When she died I buried Topaz in the garden of our Ealing House
But now her loving bones are likely to be disturbed as the Ealing House is no more and the whole area is being redeveloped
I am currently sitting on Scotch Common opposite where my house used to stand
Waiting for my beloved cat to return to me