As I travel up Mull it’s clear even today that there is a gradual creeping back into society that’s goes on as you move up the island.

From being alone on the island, David first meets a kind and generous old couple in a hovel, then starts seeing people working in the fields, comes across various beggars and ends up at a proper house, then a rich man’s house, then a pub. (see how the hierarchy of abodes works here?)

I too have been meeting a few people, via this blog, via Facebook, via Twitter, via Youtube. Slowly but surely our tiny community of Kidmappers is growing.

Three specific examples:

Andrew: Yes! Please let’s meet on Saturday morning if at all possible. I’ve messaged you my iphone number in Facebook so give me a call. I can drop by Tobermory or Fishnish or Craignure.

The name of the man who is reading out Dickens on Youtube is fisharepeopletoo. It’s ‘Great Expectations’ he’s reading, *not* David Copperfield as I mistakenly mention in the video.

Marcela: thank you for the poem. It is fantastically appropriate and I fully intend to read it out in the wild tomorrow. For those who missed it, here it is again:

As from the house your mother sees
You playing round the garden trees,
So you may see, if you will look
Through the windows of this book,
Another child, far, far away,
And in another garden, play.
But do not think you can at all,
By knocking on the window, call
That child to hear you. He intent
Is all on his play-business bent.
He does not hear, he will not look,
Nor yet be lured out of this book.

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