Its owners had packed on a hangover and 2 hours sleep, and missed the chair sat in the shadow of a bigger tent. Johnny thought that Lucy was bringing the chair, and Lucy thought that Evan was bringing it; but neither Evan, Eva or Simon gave the chair any thought at all.
The chair sat alone in the south of the field. It had been sheltered by the bigger tent for a while, but now the tent was gone and its owners had left only a few pieces of orange peel.
The mat had been loosely rolled up by its owners and placed on a teetering pile in a wheelbarrow. The mat's owner was pushing the wheelbarrow and managing three children, so hadn't noticed the mat roll away.
The mat sat alone in the north of the field for a while, until the wind started to move it around amongst the remaining tents and newly opened-up spaces. The mat's owner had noticed it was missing, but could not find it and the children were growing bored.
The mat rolled around the field, driven by the wind, unbound but maintaining its tubular-shape. The mat rolled down the field and bumped into the chair.
Initially coy, the mat rolled around the chair a little. A few yards in front, a brush past the side, almost moving away altogether, but then returning. The chair, basking in the sunshine, played it cool and stayed unmoving.
Finally the chair and the mat greeted one another, and the wind calmed, and the mat moved slowly around the chair, but maintained contact.
The mat and the chair sat in the sunshine together - quietly acknowledging their mutual, though unrelated, abandonment - and enjoying their time together not knowing what the future would bring.
The mat sat alone in the north of the field for a while, until the wind started to move it around amongst the remaining tents and newly opened-up spaces. The mat's owner had noticed it was missing, but could not find it and the children were growing bored.
The mat rolled around the field, driven by the wind, unbound but maintaining its tubular-shape. The mat rolled down the field and bumped into the chair.
Initially coy, the mat rolled around the chair a little. A few yards in front, a brush past the side, almost moving away altogether, but then returning. The chair, basking in the sunshine, played it cool and stayed unmoving.
Finally the chair and the mat greeted one another, and the wind calmed, and the mat moved slowly around the chair, but maintained contact.
The mat and the chair sat in the sunshine together - quietly acknowledging their mutual, though unrelated, abandonment - and enjoying their time together not knowing what the future would bring.