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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ReplyDelete"I stood there trembling with anxiety - and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature" @ArchdruidEileen is going http://is.gd/bgPub
Fare Well and Fare Foward
ReplyDeleteThere 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.
ReplyDeleteGo well and may a thousand tealights illuminate your path. I'll raise a beaker to you tonight as I gaze at the moon.
ReplyDeleteAre black druidical robes appropriate in the Easter Season? Thank you!
ReplyDeleteA poetic end to a great ministry.
ReplyDeletePhoto I took of some beakers at Colchester museum on Saturday in honour of Archdruid Eileen http://tweetphoto.com/17410130
ReplyDeleteA great ministry indeed - her liturgical inspiration, and example of firm leadership will be very much missed.
ReplyDeleteThe end? So long, then, and thanks for all the fish
ReplyDeleteI'll never look at tea-lights, pebbles, or doilies the same way again.... fare well Beaker Folk.
ReplyDeleteI hadn't realised you were going to leave us, Eileen. A sad loss to us all.
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