I had a number of texts from Storm Smith a few days after I got back from Cyprus. I am not sure how he found my mobile number, as I don’t use it a lot, and I am still learning. I deleted many of the texts, because I was horrified they were actually there and taking up valuable room, and in any case, I was hostile to their message, which was to excuse his behaviour.
Here are 3 I left on, including the first and second:
Glad it went well thankyou 4 getting envolved at short notice. Hope u r not 2 mad at me. Storm.
I replied that there was never any chance of that hope being realised.
The next text was:
Understood sorry u c it that way It is difficult 2 explain but u have made your judgement go well Storm.
I remained hostile, and a further text appeared:
Maybe u could hve talked 2 me & both helped 2 sort me out be4 jumping in I respect u enormously & thanks 4 maintaining the dream.
This seemed to me to be blaming Richard and I for putting the flight back on track without stopping and going all New Labour and trying to persuade Storm to see the error of his ways.
But what if we had succeeded in shaming him into making the flight? What would happen at the first hurdle? The Mystral in France? Those Italian oafs in Forli and Brindisi? That dreadful weather around Pescara? Force 7 gales in Athens? Would we have had to fly out by airliner and mollycoddle him through his next crisis, while a helpless MHB stood by, waiting.
Whose dream was it anyway, if it wasn’t Miles Hilton-Barber’s?
I deleted every text after that, all about Storm’s family and the pressures of work. I just don’t understand where such sentiments come from.
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