The pagan votive offering has been hung, all the doors and windows opened to welcome in the Summer, and the ritual has been observed. My home is now blessed for the next year.
Picture below, left click to enlarge.
A big black crow performed a slow flypast for me, and a seagull screamed. All without prior arrangement or coercion.
I was civilised enough to wait until 7 am before playing the 'Padstow' song, rather than blasting the neighbours as soon as the sun came up. It's only once a year.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9KvspjpKN8 Like a grey pony-tailed dancing bear I trod the measured barefoot steps thorough the bungalow and around my boundaries.
All is well.
Gyppo
