Day one

It’s always going to start on the first page, this is a good place to start as any. So here I am, making  some words mean something to someone. I think the best way to look at this is it a bit like therapy. I get to ask questions and probably answer some of them and right or wrong my intentions are meant to be honest, poetic and taken with a little grain of salt.

So day one: finding my feet…. yep got that one sorted, ok ok let me start with a quick recap of the past few months, so that we are on the same page.

I’m still in bear hibernation mode, in a cave somewhere in Norfolk. It’s a lovely cave with running hot water, coffee, and the internet. Social interaction is forbidden as this is a distraction from the day to day lessons in scrying, alchemy and a personal study in to the Mountweazles (an amazing creature with some very strange habits, maybe I’ll show you some of my findings one day). And the box collection grows with out even trying, this I will go into with more details, but all in good time.

As I wipe the bear like sleep from my eyes and with the hibernation coming to an end, the new year is racing ahead. This is my way of  rebranding myself into an all singing and dancing, fully paid up member of this club called Earth.

So welcome to my head on page one, stage one, ticking boxes. I’m not sure where this is leading but inevitably it has to head somewhere. My aim is to move southwest, manly towards the sea, and the jurassic coastline. Well that’s the plan, so in an effort to make something happen a rebranding is needed and with a stick with a poker dot hanky on the end I’m ready to go …. just going to have another cup of tea first!………………