Tuesday 6 April 2010

The Moon also Sets

We got back a bit late. You know how it is. We should have been here for Sunday and the Egg Throwing, but it never happened.  You get on the South Coast, you never want to leave.  And Burton wouldn't get off West Bay Beach until he'd counted every grain of sand.

And then we got caught up at Stonehenge and... well, anyway, we're here now.

But Eileen's not. Just a sign saying "Sold" and a big empty house. And some big blokes in leather jackets who told us to clear off or they'd hurt us.

I wonder what it all means?  Surely she hadn't read this?

And I wonder what she did with all the valuables she took off us for safe keeping?

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  1. Posted on Twitter

    "I stood there trembling with anxiety - and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature" @ArchdruidEileen is going http://is.gd/bgPub

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  2. There will always be a tealight with your name on it somewhere in a church storage cupboard. And a proper stone with your name on it somewhere else. Thankyou.

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  3. Go well and may a thousand tealights illuminate your path. I'll raise a beaker to you tonight as I gaze at the moon.

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  4. Are black druidical robes appropriate in the Easter Season? Thank you!

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  5. A poetic end to a great ministry.

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  6. Photo I took of some beakers at Colchester museum on Saturday in honour of Archdruid Eileen http://tweetphoto.com/17410130

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  7. A great ministry indeed - her liturgical inspiration, and example of firm leadership will be very much missed.

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  8. The end? So long, then, and thanks for all the fish

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  9. I'll never look at tea-lights, pebbles, or doilies the same way again.... fare well Beaker Folk.

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  10. I hadn't realised you were going to leave us, Eileen. A sad loss to us all.

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