I realise, with a degree of shame, that it has been a while since I posted anything… The truth is that, over the last few months of glorious Scilly summer I have, frankly, been too busy making the most of the flat seas and uncharacteristically warm breezes. In the gaps when I’ve not been boating or messing around on the beach I have spent the time writing in my small studio set in the cool shade under a row of elms at the bottom of my garden. The result: a new book celebrating the extraordinary local produce of St Agnes - An Island Food Mile - a commonplace book of St Agnes.
It is good to get away from Scilly occasionally… To be overloaded with such pure sensory beauty on a constant basis - that endless sea and sky, that unspoiled air, that pristine soundscape - can lead to a loss of perspective. In the same way, the social minutiae of small community life need, from time to time, to be placed in the context of 7.5 billion other people going about their daily human business.
Unfortunately for me, ever since a near-death episode on a Boeing 747 in the skies over Africa in 1999 - https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2000/dec/30/jeevanvasagar.lizstuart - travelling away from the islands has been a battle with anxiety and creeping self-loathing that I have lost more often than I have won. And so it was again. As I unpacked my suitcase in our Montparnasse hotel, rather more spilled out than a travel adaptor, my two smart shirts and the Rough Guide to Paris...
Author - Piers Lewin
I am a musician and writer living on the Isles of Scilly. These articles and posts explore music, poetry and creativity inspired by the landscape and culture of the islands.