Last night, She Of The Town House and I watched spellbound. In an ancient celtic roundhouse, Eric Maddern drew stories spun like gossamer from smoke around a camp fire. He wove them in to tales of kings and queens. He led us down deep dark forest roads. He charmed animals to speak in the tongues of men. He travelled the veil between the living and the dead in tale and song.
If you ever get the chance….
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Sounds intriguing and I loved the website. (The bit about dry composting loos was most interesting. Think about the amount of water we could save if everyone had one of those.)
sppoky photo, just looking at it give me goosbumps of stories being told.
Even when you don't believe in that stuff, a well told tale still can get you going....
Brilliant. I would would hvave have enjoyed that I think!
Meredic, you make asking some bloke in the pub for a light into an art form!!
I felt like I was almost there listening this story teller...
Sounds fascinating......you too are a wonderful story-teller Meredic,often enchanting us with your stories and observations!
Yes, yes. But did he have any Class A filthy limericks?
sablonneuse - you know I sometimes feel I ought to save water... and then I remember that Hallett's Mountain takes the overflow from a spring that feeds my stream.
adam - you filthy spammer. I have now reported your user ID to google.
vi vi vi voom - His sites, both physical and interwebby, are well worth a look. Plus if you ever are this way then Hallett's Mountain welcomes visitors.
buffalodickdy - a tale tall told in this environment does well to stand complete disbelief
sally - well the next one is around midwinter so book a place!
john.g. - thanks, though the cruel irony is of course you cant ask for a light in the pub without getting a stern look nowadays :-)
rosy - well he actually had some very comfy old sofas and a load of cushions so his feet were safe. ;-)
headless chicken - spare my blushes woman!
sparkle plenty - he does those around February the 14th if memory serves.
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