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I’d phone ahead from the ferry. “I’d no idea. You should have said.” Every month after Mum died. Then less. The inevitable pull of home from across the water. The familiar dread.

Graham Eatough & Andre Dekker

T he times he forgot I was coming.

Graham Eatough & Andre Dekker

erraid sound

floating worlds

The house I couldn’t wait to leave. The house he can’t give up.

Part play text, part artist book, Erraid Sound – Floating Worlds tells the story of a unique tidal island

ERRAID SOUND FLOATING WORLDS

The time I need him more than ever.

off the west coast of Scotland and a fictional family living there, dealing with the elemental forces that shape their lives on a daily basis.

Jap Sam Books & The Hunterian Jap Sam Books



GRAHAM EATOUGH & ANDRE DEKKER

erraid sound

floating worlds

Jap Sam Books






FLOOD TIDE

Liz

The times he forgot I was coming. I’d phone ahead from the

Kerrera lighthouse.

ferry. “I’d no idea. You should have said.” The inevitable pull of home from across the water. McCaig’s Folly up the hill to the right.

The familiar dread.

Every month after Mum died. Then less

Open water.

Out into Oban Bay.

The time I left and Eileen stayed. Not even waving me off.

This same journey back. So many different times. Back with

Seals or just waves?

Eileen from a night out in town. Back from college. Back for Christmas. Back for holidays with the kids. Back for the

Lismore lighthouse.

funeral. The time she told me never to come back. The time she cried The War Memorial.

when I left.

Now I’m a tourist. Looking out to the water like it’s magic.

Duart Castle.

The passing landmarks. The house I couldn’t wait to leave. The house he can’t give up. Hutcheson’s Monument. Duart Bay. The time he forgot to pick me up. I arrived late off the bus, after the long walk, to find him asleep in his clothes.

The time I need him more than ever. Craignure ferry terminal.


FLOOD TIDE

Liz

The times he forgot I was coming. I’d phone ahead from the

Kerrera lighthouse.

ferry. “I’d no idea. You should have said.” The inevitable pull of home from across the water. McCaig’s Folly up the hill to the right.

The familiar dread.

Every month after Mum died. Then less

Open water.

Out into Oban Bay.

The time I left and Eileen stayed. Not even waving me off.

This same journey back. So many different times. Back with

Seals or just waves?

Eileen from a night out in town. Back from college. Back for Christmas. Back for holidays with the kids. Back for the

Lismore lighthouse.

funeral. The time she told me never to come back. The time she cried The War Memorial.

when I left.

Now I’m a tourist. Looking out to the water like it’s magic.

Duart Castle.

The passing landmarks. The house I couldn’t wait to leave. The house he can’t give up. Hutcheson’s Monument. Duart Bay. The time he forgot to pick me up. I arrived late off the bus, after the long walk, to find him asleep in his clothes.

The time I need him more than ever. Craignure ferry terminal.






1056

HIGH TIDE

2.92M

The sound of the waves on the shore. Martin is at the water’s edge picking seaweed. Anne is nearby. Liz is waving from the machair.

Liz

Liz

A pause. Martin is nodding.

Hellohoh! Hellohh! Dad! … Dad it’s me!

Martin is up to his knees in water.

Martin

Well, that’s great you got here. We weren’t sure you would. We should go in.

Liz

You must be freezing. (indicating Martin’s sack) Did you get what you wanted…

Martin

Oh, yes...the seaweed. Just while the tide’s in. Thought I’d try my hand at some soup.

Liz

Oh right. Like Mum’s.

Martin

Well, I’m not sure it will be as good as that. She was the expert.

For god’s sake. What the hell is he….? Liz checks her phone for a signal then looks back down the beach.

Liz

Dad!

Martin stands upright and turns towards the house. Liz waves enthusiastically.

Totally empty. Had a deck to myself. I’ll need to check the times back.

Liz

Hiya!

Martin

Liz!

Liz

Can Eileen not make you some?

Liz

It's me. Hi.

Martin

She’s always so busy you know. I don’t want to bother her.

Liz

...

Martin

(laughs) I just got a taste for it. Thought I’d give it a go.

Liz

No, it’s good. Good for you to be out and…

Martin

I seem to be down here most days actually. With one thing and another.

Martin starts to make his way up from the shore. He seems frail. Anne stays by the water. Liz lifts her phone towards the sky and moves around to try to get a signal.

Martin

You should have called.

Liz

Well we said Friday so ...

Martin

I was down at the shore. I’d no idea.

Liz

…and the ferries are all up in the air just now…

Martin

I would have met you.

Liz

…so I just came on the next one.

Martin

...

They look down across the beach towards the water as the tide starts to turn. A shift in atmosphere. Anne turns to look at them both. She raises her arm. They don’t respond.

Liz

...

Martin

...

Liz

We should go in


1056

HIGH TIDE

2.92M

The sound of the waves on the shore. Martin is at the water’s edge picking seaweed. Anne is nearby. Liz is waving from the machair.

Liz

Liz

A pause. Martin is nodding.

Hellohoh! Hellohh! Dad! … Dad it’s me!

Martin is up to his knees in water.

Martin

Well, that’s great you got here. We weren’t sure you would. We should go in.

Liz

You must be freezing. (indicating Martin’s sack) Did you get what you wanted…

Martin

Oh, yes...the seaweed. Just while the tide’s in. Thought I’d try my hand at some soup.

Liz

Oh right. Like Mum’s.

Martin

Well, I’m not sure it will be as good as that. She was the expert.

For god’s sake. What the hell is he….? Liz checks her phone for a signal then looks back down the beach.

Liz

Dad!

Martin stands upright and turns towards the house. Liz waves enthusiastically.

Totally empty. Had a deck to myself. I’ll need to check the times back.

Liz

Hiya!

Martin

Liz!

Liz

Can Eileen not make you some?

Liz

It's me. Hi.

Martin

She’s always so busy you know. I don’t want to bother her.

Liz

...

Martin

(laughs) I just got a taste for it. Thought I’d give it a go.

Liz

No, it’s good. Good for you to be out and…

Martin

I seem to be down here most days actually. With one thing and another.

Martin starts to make his way up from the shore. He seems frail. Anne stays by the water. Liz lifts her phone towards the sky and moves around to try to get a signal.

Martin

You should have called.

Liz

Well we said Friday so ...

Martin

I was down at the shore. I’d no idea.

Liz

…and the ferries are all up in the air just now…

Martin

I would have met you.

Liz

…so I just came on the next one.

Martin

...

They look down across the beach towards the water as the tide starts to turn. A shift in atmosphere. Anne turns to look at them both. She raises her arm. They don’t respond.

Liz

...

Martin

...

Liz

We should go in


I’d phone ahead from the ferry. “I’d no idea. You should have said.” Every month after Mum died. Then less. The inevitable pull of home from across the water. The familiar dread.

Graham Eatough & Andre Dekker

T he times he forgot I was coming.

Graham Eatough & Andre Dekker

erraid sound

floating worlds

The house I couldn’t wait to leave. The house he can’t give up.

Part play text, part artist book, Erraid Sound – Floating Worlds tells the story of a unique tidal island

ERRAID SOUND FLOATING WORLDS

The time I need him more than ever.

off the west coast of Scotland and a fictional family living there, dealing with the elemental forces that shape their lives on a daily basis.

Jap Sam Books & The Hunterian Jap Sam Books


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