Sleep? No way... Too much to do.
Yesterday I had a day out of all of that and headed with Spring and little Spring (rouge spring!) to Cardiff for the annual witchfest day. Witchfest is kind of close to our hearts really seeing we met on Witchdating. Not that either of us is a witch of course and actually not likely to be after yesterday.The day was in the truly awesome students union building. Cardiff Uni Students have it made there.... Like wow. The place is set up for having a good time. Spring wants to go back to Uni and be a student there..... Shame they don't do remedial English lessons.
Ok Witchfest! Well it's been downgraded every year I've gone and this year was tiny. There were hardly any little stalls to wander around and everything was so expensive. Do they thing witches and pagans are stupid? 25 quid for a home made necklace? Because it's got the label witch on it? Get lost idiots.
We spend the day sat in the Uni night club bit with a beer. Every hour there was a different speaker. Some better than others.
The first talk was a woman. Her topic was Auras and Crystals.
Our aura (apparently) is vital. It spills out of our bodies as they aren't big enough to hold our physical needs and our auras. It's our Psychokinesis (wtf?)
When you touch your crystal you charge it's energy force rather like charging up your mobile phone. If your energy is depleted you can use specific crystals to charge you. If your standing at a train station late at night and feel scared you can use a grey crystal to help you. (personally I'd use a rape alarm or some karate lessons... Not sure what a fucking crystal could do)
Some people can't see others Auras (figures) Your conscious mind refuses to believe in them (rather like magic, alien abduction and George Bush being a good person)
If you stare at someone intently for several minutes (we were advised not to do this in London however, unless you want to get knifed) then close your eyes and their image will imprint on your brain. Wait and the colour you see predominantly will be their aura. Never trust anyone with a dull yellow or cloudy aura with your heart or credit cards as they are BAD and evil.
A pink aura is Gentle and Kind
A green one is loving
A yellow is logical (or evil if the yellow is dull)
An orange one is Confident.
The aura thing is particularly useful with teenagers. If you are having trouble with them (you know like doing drugs drink sex and rock and roll) if you can see their aura you'll know what to do.
I told Spring I thought most of what she was blabbing on about was to do with sex. He laughed... But at the end we finally got to the crux of the matter(so to speak). The power and energy pulsing through your genitals. Oh yeah baby.
Then the talk finished and this huge queue formed for this woman to sign her book.
Me and Spring looked at each other and got another beer.
Was this worse than the crap dished out at a sermon in church? Hmm not quite because they weren't damning us for sin. But it was utter clap trap and laughable in it's simplicity and total belief that this is fact.
We listened to 3 more speakers. One on Egyptian mystical history that was actually rather good (wasn't expecting that as it was given by the belly dancer). But she knew her stuff and it was factual and concise.
One talk about a Horned God with a rubbish man speaker. Totally unenigmatic. He sat down behind a desk, used notes the whole time, gave no eye contact and I have no idea what he was going on about except I'm sure that was all down to sex too.
Then a hexes and curses talk that was humorous (well others were laughing) a bit more down to earth but I still didn't 'get' it.
I cuddled up to spring and fell asleep.
Too much excitement for one little Trin to handle in one day.
Wish I could have taken pix for you... But it's not allowed. Apparently just admitting you've been to one of these events could jeopardize your career? Total crap.
There was a woman with a bright orange fluffy bag and fluffy orange boots to match. Several teen girls dressed as fairy's complete with wings and wands. Men in long black (and purple) capes. Spring refused to buy one even though I assured him he'd look cool (if stooped and short) He doesn't believe in such ridiculous clothing. (good)
Most had usual black gear on... Long skirts and broomsticks. Plastic green flowers in their hair (Damn I sound cynical this morning)
Most of the witches seemed to smoke (you think they'd be scared of fire what with all that burning at the stake stuff?). Pissed me off. I'll be glad when the ban comes into force. Maybe magic will prevent the cancers forming?
Little Spring was bored of most of it. There really wasn't anything for kids though he did keep telling is dad that his aura was dull yellow and he was obviously evil.
He ate 20 packets of crisps and used every one of the 50 toilets in the building (why do they need so many loo's in Cardiff Uni?) I have noticed before that Cardiff is the most enriched place ever for facilities to pee. Always clean and fresh too. The welsh know how to provide decent toilets. My Nan used to say that too.
We walked back to the train station. Stopped to buy yet more crisps and an ice lolly for me. I brought some bath bombs in Lush (can't walk past that shop) Small spring smelt it all the way home on the train and got covered in glitter and smelt very lush.
Back home at the same time as the Altoned Towers girls.
Today we're out for dinner with Spring and my parents (swallows hard) and then a St Lucian BBQ thing. I'm taking the chocolate fountain (hope it doesn't explode again)
Phew... I need a week in St Lucia after all of this.
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One of my mates is an Acupuncturist/Homeopath/sandal wearing lentil eater, his girlfriend is a 'believer' in any and all forms of mumbo jumbo. They are so dedicated to the cause they don't believe in getting their dog innoculated for dog diseases, instead he gives the dog homeopathic stuff and she does, well whatever it is she does to safeguard the canine's health. They are on their 4th dog in 3 years now.......
You could have got Spring one of those Eye of Horus Aleister Crowley hats if they had them. Do as thou wilt and all that.
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