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Decided after living in Somerset for over 66 years it was high time I climbed to the top of Burrow Mump today . Not as high as Glastonbury Tor but still spectacular views.Anyway trying to take pics but there was a couple sat in the ruined church having a fag . I thought they'll finish their smokes and go soon .
Anyway I was aware they were a striking looking couple . She had long blonde hair black biker jacket and jeans so far so " normal" He intrigued me bald head , an eagle tattoo under his ear and a camel hair overcoat buttoned up .
Making polite conversation I discovered they were on holiday from Holland , they'd been to the Tor Stonehenge etc the usual but the conversation turned to him telling me Jesus walks among us , Merlin actually existed ( when I asked him where he thought Excalibur was he said it's metaphorical) how magical a place Glastonbury was and how war was coming to all of us but we just need to stay calm ? 🤔
She then told me of her "gift" she's had since she was 8 , she sees things other people can't see and she can see the dead ! It's certainly not the conversation I would have expected to have there in fact I wonder if I imagined the whole thing ? 🤔
Maybe just to quote 3 Dog Night ( ask yer mum ) "That cigarette you're smoking scares me half to death "
Don't suppose they gave you the numbers for tonight's Euromillions?
There's certainly folk who believe that stuff. They are harmless in themselves, it's when they start to attract followers.
she sees things other people can’t see and she can see the dead
Um … are you feeling well? You haven’t recently been involved in an accident from which you miraculously escaped, or anything like that?
Dutch - clearly stoned beyond belief
That’s a fairly pedestrian conversation compared to some I've heard at/around Glastonbury over the years 🙂
Is the Mump still illuminated at night?* It’s a very romantic location.
*I know a cracking bat-sanctuary…
I've seen dead people and Merlin after some of the scrumpy I've had around there. I'm sure I rode -through- a large tree once too. One moment it was in front, then suddenly behind.
One time getting on the train from Liverpool to London with my bike I helped a guy secure his bike in the crappy bike storage area got chatting, sat at a table together and then he drops in
'im actually the archangel michael....'
It was a long journey, he went to get a sandwich and I did a runner
People like this is one of the reasons I used to do solo trips to Bothies - full of 'interesting' folk, ride to the middle of no-where open the door and find a feller playing the flute non-stop for 5 hrs...
The most interesting convo was the one in Clearddu bothy one night when I met some mates. Two random fellers from north London had turned up to basically have a massive blow out, on returning from a 6hr trip to the pub down the road they came back and smoked a load of spliff and did some mushrooms, at around 11.30pm I noticed a huge machete hanging up on the wall, I said to the group 'who's is that!?' one of the fellers from London churped up with 'thats for if anything bad happens'
Didn't sleep a wink...
I thought 'That cigarette you’re smoking scares me half to death' came from 'Mama told me not to come' always struck me as an interesting lyric.