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Leggings, continued...

Night fall over the village was almot a complete blackout. The very few street lights that the village council allowed, due to the pc protection act of identified specie in Norfolk, the pro hunting laws have to be allowed full priviledge - the vampyres have to eat someone. The Buzzards are in the village, waiting on dead meat. I wish the hawks had come down with the owls. Somedays they are about... on the roof tops.

I was upstairs writing something, I nearly always was somewhere writing something - and suddenly a catophony of sound hit my eardrums. It was the Nearly Operatic company starting up with a rendition of "Lesbian Miserables!" Bascally they had changed the score a little and the publican's wife was refusing to let the client see the girl he wanted to see... No one could be sure why he didn't know how to use the bell system to call in to the girl quietly. He might have got in if he had...

After a while everyone got mad, a few of them went off hunting with their miner's lamp stuck mid centre of their foreheads. A car engine revved up: loud and angry, big and powerful. Someone shouted "Watch out below!" and beautifully chorographed threw the contents of her Goesunder out of the window. It was then that the show ended. Everything went quiet. The cameramen went home. I kept away from it all, I had no idea who was out there.

I wonder if it's all about frightening someone out of their locus of control. A person who hasn't that, cannot function well - cannot sort things out even if they know that things aren't right. Desparate people will say and do many dangerous things - only when things are only too desparate as they are now and affect so many - that this isn't the time to back away.

The garden of Gethsemene: who knows what exactly and how long ago did they know that things were changed?
If the will still exists and hasn't gone to the Q, and has been diverted, how can the tests continue? The last test was that of the Q.... It's a pity that it should come so late and at a time of such poverty.

Exciting village we live in. Nothing as it should be... I had to move, my lapbook had run out of charge!