Depending on the weather, or the level her mischievousness dial is set to (ranges 1-1000), Bella can spin you a tail like no other when it comes to how she got here.
We've known her now for over a year, and have never heard the same version twice. Not that she's lying mind you, she's not a liar, what she is is a twister of old shapes to make new ones, a blender of shades and tones to make the palette ever changing ... and shapes and colour please her greatly, and if it pleases Bella chances are it will also please the ears of whomever is listening. She's a generous soul like that.
Did she really meet Christopher Columbus?
We think yes.
Did she fancy him something rotten and guide him away from potentially fatal reefs that could have put an end to his vessel and all on board (including the poodles, there were 2 apparently, both brown) by blowing a fabulous and really rather shiny conch horn?
Yes. We think she did.
Did she summon up magical powers thought gone from the Mermaid people for 17 generations (but apparently were available to her that day) and create the 'biggest whirlpool ever known in all of forever' just to then rather heroically (and at great personal risk she says) 'save' CC, his boat and all on-board (including the poodles, most definitely the poodles) from certain death with just that little old conch horn again?
Probably didn't quite happen that way, but to hear the story is a real treat.
Whilst Bella has many stories, the tail of how Josie and Bella met is a watery one. Josie is a freediver, a breath holder who enjoys being underwater without the SCUBA stuff, she enjoys it so much she actually teaches others to do it. This particular day, Bella was deep down the wall where the Blue is almost Black, and she could hear Josie's heartbeat, she listened and it was slow, and it was steady, and it wasn't covered with the sounds of thinking and mind chatter, of bubbles and of kicking and splashing and the crazy cavorting that most SCUBA divers heartbeats are covered in.
It sounded, curiously different.
So Bella swam up from the deep and right up to Josie (as she wanted to see clearly and closely what this creature was) and promptly scared poor Josie half to death.
Barely making it to the surface from her spot 33ft below, and being in a virtually hypoxic and verily panicked state, Josie gibbered a bit and sort of thrashed and tried to climb up onto her freedive float, all the while making odd little noises, sounds and shrieks ... generally the sort of noises that anyone might well make if they'd just been separated from their wits by a whopping great fish with a face.
Bella responded by mimicking these sounds, not mocking mind you, mimicking, there's a difference. Somewhere in her Mermaid mind she thought Josie was trying to communicate with her!
This went on for a short while, probably just a few seconds but it felt like minutes to the increasingly perplexed two.
However long it was, it was long enough for the inarticulacy (and the idiocy) of the vocal exchange to seep through into their consciousness and shut them both up.
So with the situation now calm, and 'First Contact' successfully made, Josie and Bella looked at one another. They took a good, proper, long look, as both were extremely curious about the other.
At the end of the look they both smiled, and as smiles go, it was a lovely one.
A shared smile full of warmth (and not of hunter and of prey as Josie will admit she thought upon first encountering our fishy friend) and it was with that smile that a rather intriguing and beautiful friendship began. A friendship that is at times weird, odd and confusing, a friendship so open and real that the HUGEST of squabbles have been had and they will, no doubt, continue for years to come ... and you, dearest reader, can follow this friendship, follow the tales of Josie & Bella, of Flukes & Flippers, through this Blog.
Well, as long as they don't kill each other that is.
Flukes & Flippers
August 2014
We also have a WEBSITE (www.flukesandflippers.com) as well as a FACEBOOK PAGE set up, and are currently thinking of what silliness can be got up to with the power of the instagram and the little bird twit.
We've known her now for over a year, and have never heard the same version twice. Not that she's lying mind you, she's not a liar, what she is is a twister of old shapes to make new ones, a blender of shades and tones to make the palette ever changing ... and shapes and colour please her greatly, and if it pleases Bella chances are it will also please the ears of whomever is listening. She's a generous soul like that.
Did she really meet Christopher Columbus?
We think yes.
Did she fancy him something rotten and guide him away from potentially fatal reefs that could have put an end to his vessel and all on board (including the poodles, there were 2 apparently, both brown) by blowing a fabulous and really rather shiny conch horn?
Yes. We think she did.
Did she summon up magical powers thought gone from the Mermaid people for 17 generations (but apparently were available to her that day) and create the 'biggest whirlpool ever known in all of forever' just to then rather heroically (and at great personal risk she says) 'save' CC, his boat and all on-board (including the poodles, most definitely the poodles) from certain death with just that little old conch horn again?
Probably didn't quite happen that way, but to hear the story is a real treat.
Whilst Bella has many stories, the tail of how Josie and Bella met is a watery one. Josie is a freediver, a breath holder who enjoys being underwater without the SCUBA stuff, she enjoys it so much she actually teaches others to do it. This particular day, Bella was deep down the wall where the Blue is almost Black, and she could hear Josie's heartbeat, she listened and it was slow, and it was steady, and it wasn't covered with the sounds of thinking and mind chatter, of bubbles and of kicking and splashing and the crazy cavorting that most SCUBA divers heartbeats are covered in.
It sounded, curiously different.
So Bella swam up from the deep and right up to Josie (as she wanted to see clearly and closely what this creature was) and promptly scared poor Josie half to death.
Barely making it to the surface from her spot 33ft below, and being in a virtually hypoxic and verily panicked state, Josie gibbered a bit and sort of thrashed and tried to climb up onto her freedive float, all the while making odd little noises, sounds and shrieks ... generally the sort of noises that anyone might well make if they'd just been separated from their wits by a whopping great fish with a face.
Bella responded by mimicking these sounds, not mocking mind you, mimicking, there's a difference. Somewhere in her Mermaid mind she thought Josie was trying to communicate with her!
This went on for a short while, probably just a few seconds but it felt like minutes to the increasingly perplexed two.
However long it was, it was long enough for the inarticulacy (and the idiocy) of the vocal exchange to seep through into their consciousness and shut them both up.
So with the situation now calm, and 'First Contact' successfully made, Josie and Bella looked at one another. They took a good, proper, long look, as both were extremely curious about the other.
At the end of the look they both smiled, and as smiles go, it was a lovely one.
A shared smile full of warmth (and not of hunter and of prey as Josie will admit she thought upon first encountering our fishy friend) and it was with that smile that a rather intriguing and beautiful friendship began. A friendship that is at times weird, odd and confusing, a friendship so open and real that the HUGEST of squabbles have been had and they will, no doubt, continue for years to come ... and you, dearest reader, can follow this friendship, follow the tales of Josie & Bella, of Flukes & Flippers, through this Blog.
Well, as long as they don't kill each other that is.
Flukes & Flippers
August 2014
We also have a WEBSITE (www.flukesandflippers.com) as well as a FACEBOOK PAGE set up, and are currently thinking of what silliness can be got up to with the power of the instagram and the little bird twit.
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