Everything is fast fast fast. And I'm not a fan of fast. I like slow things, like food cooked from scratch, stirred lovingly and waited for. I like relaxed social gatherings - chat time with friends over a cup of tea and a slice of cake. I do not like the rush rush of modern times that makes the day go by so fast you hardly feel like you lived it at all. I try to savour each and every day.
Well yesterday I had a nice surprise. A postcard arrived.
It's from Nepal and it says 'Hi Mum, I made it! See you soon, love Jon'.
It was posted last November from Namche Bazaar when my son was on his way back down from Everest Base Camp. I read it, and re read it. And I tried to imagine where the postcard has been all this time. I know the first part of it's journey was by Yak train... (and I am trying not to think that it has been stuffed in a sack and dumped at the back of some depot in London for several months)...
This is all the proof I need, there is still a wonderful slow world out there after all!