Leggings - Tripodic meetings and on...

At 5a.m., I was awoken by the loud buzz of the dreadful thing they use to loose tooth fillings above my head, vibrating away. Voices carefully male, I wonder if they are really female, some of them have identifying psychic voices which reflect their true inner self. A case of who they really are leaking out...

They inform me that they are/have been “trying to loosen my joints all night...”

I walk off to put on something else to focus on psychically. It really annoys them. They find themselves also refocusing. With witches it's important to remember the old rules – for example they hate others people knowing that they have bald heads , or the no toes one.... I mean how many of them do you see in a shoe shop trying on the shoes?

Later after the heavy soled exodus, the luggage having left the baggage behind, I am again roused from sleep. The Ogre's are talking again

I can see them sitting together, two not children, with the imagery of childhood still upon them. One with an arm around the other's shoulders. He spits lovingly over her hair.

“I got a message from a letter I picked up,” she essays brightly, ”Only I don't know what it means...”

”What does it say?” he pipes up thick with excitement. Other folks letters are so exciting. It's forbidden fruit.

”12:30,” she says contentedly, ”Only I don't know where or when...”

”Or why,” he remarks calmly, ”Let's be here then – to find out why...”'

”She'll be on the shopping coach, out there by then. On an endless roll around Norfolk...” she giggles. ”What she don't know won't hurt her.”

I guess: it's either the Maggots (Ma & Pa) or the adult Widdles.

As it's fun I join in. ”Is it a prepare to meet your fate kind of thing?”

”No,” she says to him, ”It isn't isn't is it?” There is panic in her voice. Death has been known to stalk these halls.

“Course it isn't “ he reassures her gently, “Don't give in to nameless fears. Just get ready to be whosoever they come to see at 12:30, I mean that is how we get on. We meet folk for people which gives them peace on both sides – and what ever comes out of it – we get. It's honest because we met them. Isn't it?”

“Yes, we provide a public service,” she agrees happily. “It's so much fun living in Norfolk. I mean I've gained so much!”

“The medical stuff – we can sell on. I mean you can sit still until you know if you're meant to be disabled or not...”

“Oh got that taped.” she said cheerfully, “Let's hope its not quantities of water or sanitary items. I could do with money really...”

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