@DominaShantotto
We stayed at Leicester uni for our dowsing weekend nearly two years ago in September
It was lovely..me and mr Dowser had separate bedrooms
. He loved that cause he’s an up for breakfast sort of person...where I’m more a..if you think I’m getting up for breakfast kind of person...
So, he loved getting up early, clashing brains with our Dowser friends , while I dragged myself into the day
It was also the last time we saw The lovely Christopher strong..a fabulous Dowser and a redline off the wall kind of character..but he even more so.
When we first met him he was all dressed in pink, various shades of it. I complemented him on his outfit. He said yes, this morning, I wondered what colour to wear, Dowser and I got pink.
Next day, he was all in various shades of mauve and lilac. Loved him so much.
He was supposed to be giving us a talk at our meeting in N Yorks in the following January but he took ill and went to join his Beautiful wife Veronika, whom we met a couple of years ago a month before she died.
He told the most wonderful. He worked at the college for psychic studies in London. People used to go the strings when they couldn’t get help from anyone else.
They’d lived in Africa for some of their life and were very familiar with curses. Often when people turned up, who were feeling not quite right, or felt run down..couldn’t put their finger on it..they’d turn to the strings and often find it was the result of a curse.
Absolutely fascinating stuff
And there I go jibber jabbering again.
I’m going to get his book out and re read It
I wonder what he would make of this fiasco