Leggings -the way it is...

Kitty,

Heres one to ponder on, I've had such a horrible dream I ended up – up!

Upstairs there was three witches, in full regaila, modern style over a recumbent person.

They were taking turns in shouting into his/her head... Three forms all bending and stretching into this person, who didn't move or resist.... Who might have been dead or drugged....

or even willing...

.I placed a warm lavender bag warmer near to my head, and it took the focus from me... The voices faded and so I slept.... until a loud male voice rang out about starting a magical school here in Britain.

"is that true?" he asked them eagerly, "You did hear her say that..."

I was dumbfounded. The man was a maggot! Either a madman or a fruadster after more of this money which I've never been allowed any access too!

"Yes we did!" said one sharply, "And we could run it. We're doing a lovely job in the area in education... anyway!"

A car took off smartly. I put the light on.

I wonder if there is a way to start a school to teach self control, and relaxation perhaps as well as the traditional subjects in order to help the hapless students of such teachers of magic. Sounds much more my thing – than the teaching of necromania to the masses...

However even if i have money i don't know of, I haven't got it...

The voices fade.... either upstairs or flooded through some radio hook up, with people from here and there together working in a kind of made surge, to fool me either way.

What do you think is it possible/

Legging...