The Leggings Blog... Dreams and Meanings!

Dreams and Meanings.

 

I wrote an email about my prediciment. A few days ago after a chance remark in a chance meeting at a shop tilll by the door of the shop. I had no reply. I had no nothing. What is new?

 

Since then activity by the thieves has been reduced to when I'm asleep. It's not hard since I'm suffering again - a fluey thing – and I want to sleep.

Its widely hawked about its the Romanies, perhaps because to conceal their activities and for other reasons, they've enticed in a young woman once from the Showground area.   She describes herself as “One who has children!” Let's not see this as a bad thing – she may have the right children. Who knows.  She is I believe a Romany.  Even if the tribe won't have her at the moment.

 

Yesterday I was out in Norwich looking for some makings for my Monster, when someone tried treating me like a dog. I got a “Rosalind!” and a “Come!” I didn't come. I gave him a hard stare because just before he'd done the dog act, he'd told the guy he was trying to impress that yes, he'd taken the poetry money, and he was having such a hard time... How low can you go? The Jarrolds guy (if he was a Jarrolds guy) wasn't having it either...

He told him off.

 

This morning the so called Christians started off again. I was half asleep on the sofa having drunk lemsip, and used menthol crystals – I was away in a daze – sat bolt upright.

 

“Why didn't you say something to her?” asked a voice. “Why didn't she tell us? Why are you still delivering to these people?”

I heard them rush to shurry over what was happening... “Well you see – she's tardy and asleep – her Grandfather's will says she shouldn't be – so we're having it instead you see!”

He shrieked at me then, “You should have let me know!”

Okay then.

I heard Mabel and her mates muttering away. They wlere here last night too! Has anyone looked into who was left the Norton estate? I bet Mabel and her ex consort were at the back of that too... Nothing goes undisturbed, not when they are about...

 

Yesterday they tried to deliver twice, only I was here, and awake. So they went away again. So you see if its the same folk delivering – it's pointless. If they don't speak to me or email me – it's criminal.

 

If these are donations or stores why do these horrors have the right to go into them?

 

A few seconds later it was announced that an old Nurse from Cranage Hall who was rumoured to have been living in Stephen's garden premises or next door was to be moved to Leeds. She is said to be related to his 'reported' ex wife. There must be a footballer or other rich or rising young man, who is love with the wrong person. Her model girl figure is such an asset to this church...

 

and they so often are scared of such perfect women, or are inclined to believe that they prefer another kind!

Stephen has never been found... as far as I know.  Perhaps one of the horrors ate him because he failed to fall for their charms?