Salt and Tea Light

A terrible piece of alt.worship today, as it turned out.

I'd based it on a programme I saw on BBC News the other day, where a bunch of Dutch worshippers were making devotional symbols - question marks, acorns, spirals, that sort of thing - on the floor of a blacked-out theatre.

I thought we can do that. So we switched off the visible lights in the Moot House, put on the UV. Then we switched the UV back off quick and got everyone divested of all their hi vis - caused some terrible spots before the eyes.

Now one problem was caused by me. See, it turns out the Dutch people had been using rice grains. And i'd assumed it was salt. Poor Burton has some nasty grazes from where he fell through that hedge the other day, and he ended up screaming.

So we excluded everyone with visible cuts on their hands, handed out lab glasses and carried on. Aelfride made herself a lovely labyrinth with the salt, but got into a panic when she realised she'd not left a way out. We had to lift her out in the end.

Morgwn just wrote out the word "Futility" in foot-high letters across the floor. So we're laying on some extra councilling. While Charlii drew a wide circle round herself and said if anyone crossed the line she'd not be responsible for her actions. Poor Charlii, she's having trouble learning to be suitably "vulnerable" in my opinion.

Still, the salt was the easiest alt.worship accessory we've ever had to clear away. We just set off the sprinklers for ten minutes and it had all gone. Though wellies will be required for a more aqueous than normal Filling-up of Beakers.