Late Beltane Celebrations
Today was the belated open ritual of Beltane (May Day in layman's terms). The reason why it was put back a week was because there was a fantastic Greenman festival where I went mad on buying tie dye t shirts as they looked cool as in not garishly rainbow coloured. (Jeez it makes me sound like a picky Hippy, but it's the first time I've owned any) I also ended up medieval dancing there (I had one of those wasted on a guy like me times, as I had a woman dancing either side of me). I also realized my facial hair was to long when I had ice cream the after effects of it looked like I'd been up to something obscene. There was also cute guys in medieval costume & a really nice real ale called Greenman, mmmmmmmm beer. Anyway I've digressed.
Well after painting my friend's wooden bridge a funny shade of David Dickinson tan (rather unpleasant albeit common colour of wood preservative) yesterday being careful not to get any on my trousers I spilt curry on them last night (as you may have read in my previous entry). The curry stain did not come out in the wash. This morning I put vanish oxy action on it, which made it worse by turning a beetroot purple. I had to buy a new pair of kegs not having a spare pair with me, so borrowed my other halfs jeans till I got a new pair. Why didn't I just stay wearing his I may hear you ask? Or maybe not, but I shall tell you anyway. He is over half a foot shorter than me & for some reason the jeans were way to big for me around the waist (he is a 36 inch waist I'm a 38 inch waist) so they couldn't have been more ill fitting if they tried. Fortunately there was no queue in Primark (could have lied & said Versace but who am I kidding). At the time but preparations were getting underway for a free for all VE day party in the middle of Brum, which was met with celebration by the public, not solely because of what it meant to some people but because they were giving away free lunch snacks, pops & tacky plastic Union Jack hats & plastic Union Jack flags. I also bought a new golf umbrella which I will have left somewhere by this time next time this week.
Well I got the bus to Moseley Bog with large amounts of flukes I went from half an hour late to 10 minutes early by the time I got there (This happens a lot to me). I was glad to have bought a brolley as it kept showering & at one point hailed such as is British weather. For the most part it was sunny. We were late starting as the May Queen & May King got lost trying to find the place. When we got started things got a bit better. I jumped the Belfire which was better than my usual representation by using a candle, fortunately my clumsiness didn't rear it's ugly self. We danced to varying degrees of none success round the Maypole, which was difficult when the bloke standing next to you is not keeping pace or starts going in the wrong direction. It was my first time of doing this as they stopped doing it by the time I reached infant school. There was also singing or in in my case someone putting a cat in a food blender. All in all it was afternoon despite the minor glitches.
It was followed by going down to Equator a bar on Hurst Street in Birmingham where my friend Nicki solved a logistical problem with the Birmingham Pride efforts of The Rainbow Moot, as we would not of had enough people to have a Helena, Hermia, Demetrius & Lysander for our display in the parade (in which if you haven't already gathered is A Midsummer Nights Dream). We are going to make them not in a Frankenstein way but in a Guy Fawkes effigy way, to put on our float. Yay.
Ken should be back now from London but isn't so I'm going to go & terrorize people on the Pagan websites.
So TTFN or Merry Part to those who are more formally Pagan than me.
Well after painting my friend's wooden bridge a funny shade of David Dickinson tan (rather unpleasant albeit common colour of wood preservative) yesterday being careful not to get any on my trousers I spilt curry on them last night (as you may have read in my previous entry). The curry stain did not come out in the wash. This morning I put vanish oxy action on it, which made it worse by turning a beetroot purple. I had to buy a new pair of kegs not having a spare pair with me, so borrowed my other halfs jeans till I got a new pair. Why didn't I just stay wearing his I may hear you ask? Or maybe not, but I shall tell you anyway. He is over half a foot shorter than me & for some reason the jeans were way to big for me around the waist (he is a 36 inch waist I'm a 38 inch waist) so they couldn't have been more ill fitting if they tried. Fortunately there was no queue in Primark (could have lied & said Versace but who am I kidding). At the time but preparations were getting underway for a free for all VE day party in the middle of Brum, which was met with celebration by the public, not solely because of what it meant to some people but because they were giving away free lunch snacks, pops & tacky plastic Union Jack hats & plastic Union Jack flags. I also bought a new golf umbrella which I will have left somewhere by this time next time this week.
Well I got the bus to Moseley Bog with large amounts of flukes I went from half an hour late to 10 minutes early by the time I got there (This happens a lot to me). I was glad to have bought a brolley as it kept showering & at one point hailed such as is British weather. For the most part it was sunny. We were late starting as the May Queen & May King got lost trying to find the place. When we got started things got a bit better. I jumped the Belfire which was better than my usual representation by using a candle, fortunately my clumsiness didn't rear it's ugly self. We danced to varying degrees of none success round the Maypole, which was difficult when the bloke standing next to you is not keeping pace or starts going in the wrong direction. It was my first time of doing this as they stopped doing it by the time I reached infant school. There was also singing or in in my case someone putting a cat in a food blender. All in all it was afternoon despite the minor glitches.
It was followed by going down to Equator a bar on Hurst Street in Birmingham where my friend Nicki solved a logistical problem with the Birmingham Pride efforts of The Rainbow Moot, as we would not of had enough people to have a Helena, Hermia, Demetrius & Lysander for our display in the parade (in which if you haven't already gathered is A Midsummer Nights Dream). We are going to make them not in a Frankenstein way but in a Guy Fawkes effigy way, to put on our float. Yay.
Ken should be back now from London but isn't so I'm going to go & terrorize people on the Pagan websites.
So TTFN or Merry Part to those who are more formally Pagan than me.
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