You see I really wasn’t joking when I said a cold east wind was setting in. It has, and its turned much colder.
I’m not really a psychic but predicting the weather is one of the ‘tricks of the trade’ you learn in Wicca. I may no longer be actively involved in it, but there are just some things you learn and they just remain a part of your nature. And that’s one of them. (I won’t go on about these any more or that blasted Cat will start!).
Now one last mention of the work really. Won’t be any need to mention it again really as its due to be finished this week. One of the guys (nicknamed appropriately ‘Scottie’ as he comes from the land of the ‘midnight sun’) is laying some lino down on Thursday in the kitchen, the same day the whole place is being stair-carpeted. That will be good really because if ever I have cause to play host to some stranded young lady one night, I won’t have to insist she has to put her slippers on to go down to the shower or use the loo! Imagine, lovely soft carpet meeting your feet for a change – although I’d better avoid such descriptions or next thing you know is, I’ll be accused of being a ‘poofter’! (Well, that’s not really beyond the realms of possibility seeing as I’ve been called so many other things!).
K had a pleasant surprise when she last came over. I’m talking about the house and my flat, of course, but she was also well pleased at the way the books are progressing. She has suggested some old photographs for the book (the new autobiography), although I’m ‘drawing the line’ at one she suggested on a beach in Sussex just after swimming in a freezing sea. At first I thought she was joking but when she saw me laughing she said . . . ”No, I think people would really like to see you with short hair!” Well, I don’t mind that so much, it was more my ‘attire’!
On a more serious note (although she was being serious actually), I have been asked to give yet another talk on ‘vampires’ for Halloween. You think they’d make do with ‘ghosts’ at that time of the year, but ‘no’, they specifically wanted me to talk about the ‘vampire’ that reputedly haunted places in Highgate. I might do it as they seem nice people, but I really am getting so fed up with bloody vampires. How can you talk about something that doesn’t even exist!; though to be fair, they were referring mostly to the Media reports at the time. K says ‘Go for it”, so I haven’t really got any other choice, have I?!
I adore the girl, as many people may have gathered. And what makes her special is that she turned up to support me at such a frenetic time in my life. It was only a little over a year ago, and ironically what bought her into contact was other people who were publicly ‘attacking’ me. She knew instinctively such things were not true, although she only actually told me in person a little later. I think certain authorities got quite a surprise when she jumped right into the middle of the on-going ‘fray’ at the time. Her letters went everywhere, and indeed, she encouraged some of my own.
Anyway, the truth came out from beneath a blanket of lies, so that is all that really matters, and little else now. Life goes on regardless. There are some good people around and obviously some bad ones. The good one’s often strive to help others: the latter just seemingly grow old in their own evil.