oOOH, Franny, your message was 333rd, that must be wizardly significant and triangular and equilaterally meaningful, or something
Speaking of witchcraft, it was a pagan handfasting I went to yesterday. It was lovely if a little odd at points. I felt quite uncomfortable when they sort of breathed in front of the banner representing each element and it felt like we shouldn't be there, like it was voyeuristic or something. Everyone was on the inside of a circle and afterwards, couples hopped out of the gate over a broom stick, for fertility. I'm glad DH wasn't there, I think that might have been a bit much for him.
Then the reception was in a village hall and it was afternoon tea. There I was very badly behaved. There was NOTHING to eat that was wheat and dairy free, I mean nothing, it was all sandwiches, quiche, carrot flan, gorgeous looking pies and then ginger cake, caraway cake and scones, with cream and jam. The girl I went with is on the same diet, and we looked at each other and decided to stuff it for the day. Literally. I went completely overboard and ate everything like something possessed. Minutes later I swelled up in the middle like one of those inflatable sumo suits and groaning in the garden we agreed that actually, we weren't missing that much. Whe I paused for breath it was quite acidic tasting.
Toot - was it you who said that things might not taste the same when you have them again?
The wedding cake was vegan, bizarrely, so of course I had to cram that in my puffer fish face as well, bad manners not to, I had to keep excusing myself from the presence of people at points
So, yesterday, cucumber in a sandwich, mushroom in a sandwich, token tomato and a strawberry on my scone.
I am rotating on an axis of gas.