Haze’s Message in a Bottle has been found in Hastings on the 20th October by a German from Berlin called Alexander. He was taking part in a Battle of Hastings Re-enactment on the beach.
He’s picked Haze’s yellow lidded plastic peanut jar up, he’s looked inside, read her message, probably passed it around for other re-enacters to read; decided to add his own little message to the jar, and then chucked it back into the sea. He took one of Haze’s drawings, and her email address, back to Berlin so he could message a reply.
It’s wonderful. It’s just the kind of magic we wanted to happen when we set these messages in bottles off on their improbably bibbily bobbly journeys (see here > back in March.
So for the last 7 months, Haze’s bottle has been floating its way across Lyme Bay to Weymouth, past Swanage, veering around Isle of Wight, onto Bognor Regis, onto Worthing, onto Brighton, onto Eastbourne, to be finally washed up on Hastings beach; a distance in excess of 200 miles.
Right up the English Channel the little message went. Who knows where it will end up next. Across to Calais perhaps?. Or onto Holland? Or maybe up into the North Sea towards Denmark, or Norway even?! Haze is thrilled. Thrilled to bits. Wants us to reply to Alexander on the weekend; send a warm greeting to him and his wife and daughter.
Who said fairy tales don’t happen?! It’s magical. It’s marvelous.
Footnote: Meanwhile, my little Hungarian slivovitz vodka bottle with its cryptic puzzle is nowhere. Sunk into oblivion. In all probability never to be seen, or heard of, again.