Thursday, 27 October 2011

the countdown to Twinny!!!!!!!


YAYYYYYYYYY well time is creeping down slower than ever, tomorrow we will be in Bristol ready for our weekend at mum and dads. I can't wait to see them all it's only been since August I haven't seem them but it feels like forever!!!!!!!!
Once all the hullaballooo is over there and we have rested we will be leaving Bristol and making our way to visit my darling Twinny. It's going to be the icing on the cake of a fantastic weekend to be honest, we have sooo much in common and share lifes ups and downs. We have bonded so much it feels like we are two halves of one person. We think the same, we feel things the same, we like so many things that are the same and believe in the same things as well. In fact we also like the same music and books, it's really uncanny to be honest. If a mirror could show a personality only and not looks then you would see the same looking back at you. In fact the only way we are different is in our body type, I'm short and skinny, Mel is taller and beautifully curvey ( I am sooo jealous I want curves!!!!!). I can't wait to meet her family, I feel as though I already know them. Jamie her hubby I already call my brother, he is great and understands my problems as Mel has the same ones. I hope him and Stu make a bond so that they have eachother as a support network to help them through the times that are hard to deal with.
Twinny I loves you so much, words dont cover it to be honest. You are part of my family I have chosen and I rarely accept people this close to me. I cant wait its like the best Yule in the world is coming early xxxxxxx

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

NOT LONG NOW


The time is drawing near to our New Year, the time when our Ancestors are closest to us and the veil between the two worlds is at its thinnest. Traditionally called Samhein ( pronounced sow heim, or various other ways according to dialect), it has become commonly known as Halloween.
Wiccans/Witches/Pagans and many other similar faiths consider this a time to put on their ritual clothing, cook special meals, celebrate with friends and family and work rituals to contact and be at one with their Ancestors. Some even lay an extra place at their table for them to sit at out of respect. We decorate our homes in traditional fashion with seasonal fruits and vegetation, eat sweets and carve pumpkins to keep away the spirits that could harm us. Although each of our Sabbats are very important to us, Samheim is one of the few where we can walk among the people who are not of the Craft and not be unusual in any way. We can choose to deck our homes with the more accepted trappings of the "modern everyday interpretation" of Halloween and feel that we can share all our love and happiness with a community rather than those who are of the Craft without the fear of being looked upon as "weird" or feeling like we are restricted in anyway.
As the years have progressed celebrating this holiday has become more and more accepted and yet so many are ignorant of its origins and think it was a "thing invented by the Americans" lololol. As my dad says one of those faddy things that people will soon get bored of. Little did he realise that it was in existance way before its popularity and that it was a New Year rather than just an excuse to dress up and party. Now he does understand the difference and is very understanding of my beliefs. Not that he agrees with a lot of it but hey at least he doesnt disrespect my beliefs and ideaology.
Halloween is also only two days after my sons birthday so we have always had it to a degree as a Halloween theme when he was little. He loved dressing up as a zombie, a bat, a spider and most of all the devil (insisting he had to have 666 on his forehead....oh the lovely influence of the media!!). One year he had a complete Altar set up with pumpkins carved, large black candles, a giant plastic Goblet (with Ribenna in it), a cake in the shape of a Bat and all kinds of other bits and pieces. His cousin dressed as a witch but yet again she was a victim of the media and decided she wanted a wonky nose and a green face lololol.
Nowadays they are too old for such things as both are turning eighteen, their lives have taken a different direction, they know and understand what the celebration means to me and ask questions when they feel they need too. Neither of them have been bought up in any faith whatsoever and we have allowed them to make any choice they like with regards to it. I feel this is important and a choice that needs to be made with the right information and no outside influences. If they feel the need to explore any or many religions who are we to stop them? We will do what any decent parent would do and support them in their choices. I totally disagree with making a child attend services and extra classes in religion as some parents do with sunday school and sunday morning mass. They get great coverage on religious beliefs in their school education and are taken to various places and celebrate various holidays for various religions. To me that exploration is enough to start them on a path and was very annoyed when one mother refused to let her child go with her friends to the Harvest festival because she was a Pagan and didnt want her child going to a Church of England service. This poor child was left out then from every service that her friends went to and ended up being isolated from those activities. It is a shame to blinker your child in such a way, was this mother so insecure in her own beliefs that she was frightened her child would doubt them or was it a case as we sometimes find that mum was a complete "its my way or no way mum" with regards to religion and faith.
Touching on this subject I also have another friend who is confusing her poor boy totally. At eight years old he is allowed to have his head at shoulder length, to have vegetable dye put in his hair in different coloured streaks during term time, paint his finger nails different colours during term time, not allowed to defend himself when bullied, he has only started to eat meat in the last two years and is encouraged to basically run amok as she cant bear disciplining him.
Now ok mum is a wiccan, a holoistic therapist, volunteers for a local charity working with physically and mentally disabled kids, she is covering herself in tattoos and piercings to yell out im different and then dyes her hair blues pinks and greens all at the same time. She is so confused why she never finds a "nice decent bloke" when he has to meet an endless list of spiritual and physical "has to be's". This means she is forever bemoaning the male side of the race in front of her son who is getting more and more feminine by the year. Her attitude is she doesnt want to stiffle their creativity, their bond is close and she doesnt want it damaged and most of all she allows he too much influence in HER life decisions. He is eight years old, what does he know of life, relationships and all the adult things she expects him to understand without explanation???? It has unfortunately been bought to her attention by a rather indescreet and non too subtle person (whom she no longer has anything to do with of course), and was handled terribly. He basically told her that she is trying to make sure her son is gay by encouraging wayy too much feminine behaviour, he does not have contact with anyone but her friends children and doesnt mix with the 20 to 30 children that live in the same street and so he told her she was isolating him, he told her there was a fine line between creativity and exposing him to ridicule and bullying (which i agree is true). He told her that she needs to let him find himself yes, but if it needed to be done let him dye his hair in the school holidays rather than when he is at school, let him mix with other kids so he can find his place in life and learn to communicate socially. The list went on and on to be honest and it was all well meant just mishandled. Even now she still hasnt listened to people saying to her well ok he handled it wrong but hellooo you could try doing some of this stuff out with him before he goes to secondry school and has no idea of how to fit in the huge social community there rather than at a small primary school where he is at now. Oh well what else can I say, Im glad Im up here now as I cant deal with her bitching and lecturing anymore. To my dismay I feel I have overtaken her in so many ways and from being close to her and forgiving her flaws and loving her for her I have found out what a really selfish person she is on the inside and that all the wiccan and spiritual stuff she talks really is just that talk. She has created an image she wants to project to the world and to defy her family one which she can use as an excuse to say and do as she pleases. Its sad really she is a talented healer but what use is it when she cant heal herself xxxx

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

York Visit






York one of the places I have always wanted to go, and I was so in awe when we got there. It was a chilly but sunny day when we went to meet Stuarts niece (by his eldest brother) whom was in England from the States to visit and meet her English and Scottish relatives. We all met up and walked around York laughing, joking, talking over family connections and learning about eachother. I was assailed by the sights sounds and the glory of York, ok we went to the few places that didnt cost money but believe me for that day it was enough. There are a many places I want to re visit on a day when we have more money and more time because it certainly deserves it. To be honest after such a crappy start to the day yesterday this was like a breath of fresh air!!!!!
We spent 3 hrs looking around and it was amazing to see such an ecelectic mix of old and new architecture, shops intermingled with bits of the origional medieval astle and York Minster was totally stunning (well no words cover it really to be honest it took my breath away). I thought that St Mary Redcliffe in my hometown was amazing but this made it look little insignificant in size and in every other way. Places like York are the reason I carry a camera, my eyes and memory just cant do such a beautiful place justice.
Roll on my next visit im going to sit soak up more atmosphere and then spend a long luxurious day doing the Yorvik experience, the ghost trail on the evening, listening to Evensong in The Minster, going into the museums and art gallerys, seeing York Dungeons and exploring all the alleys to find out all the little shops.
If you want a few days of beauty, history, wonderful architecture, photography chances galore AND shops that sell a plethora of goodies then York is the place for you

Monday, 24 October 2011








ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!


OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So the last few days have been a right nightmare, Stu has been tetchy with worry over the rent (again), then we decide to pick up a dog yesterday to be a companion and friend for Khan (less said the better) and then we had to re home the blimin thing and today we have to go meet our Niece from the states in York.
Where do I begin with the dog issue, lets just go from here. We had placed an ad in gumtree for a dog and we got a reply from a lovely guy, well we went to see him and loved him so we bought him home. Thats when it all went pear shaped, we muzzled Charlie, the new dog in case he got scared and bit anyone in fear BUT what we never expected was Khan going totally insane and attacking him and biting him around the throat!!!!! Khan the dozy, soft, loveable dumbell turned into psycho dog!!! Stu took Charlie to work with him and we had it worked out for the next days working of introductions but well it was not even a goer. All night Charlie had nipped Stu going in and out of his cage, he has been soo unpredictable one minute he was nuzzling up for cuddling and the next trying to bite. Charlie was weird about hands and one minute he would let you fuss him him the next curling his lips and snapping at you. I could feed him treats one minute from my hanf and the next he wanted to tear it off. I am gutted I really loved him in the short space of time he was here BUT he had to go. Stu made the decision this morning that we had to either take him to his owners or to Roys to be re homed. Well we spoke to the owners and they opted to for him to go to Roys and so off we went and dropped him off. Stu is now in bed having a little sleep before we have to go to York and meet Emma. I had a weird nights sleep cause Stu was not there and Khan was unsettled it got worse when he came home cause Khan knew he was there and it started again from yesterday. Im exhausted to be honest but looking forward to York and Emma then coming home and going to sleep.

Monday, 17 October 2011

Fact

this just says it all and i love the picture, yes Im a wiccan witch and proud to be called so. I am not merely wiccan as i do practise spell work so in essence I am also a witch. i make and use aromatherapy oil, inscences and use herbs and plants in coooking that are good for healing and health.
I have been practising for 12 years and still love my journey as I am learning something new everyday. A new friend brings some new eyes to the situation and things to look at in a different way, which i love. I have also mentored some beginners through e mail and social networking and then when they felt ready bought them into a group where they can learn and meet likeminded people. At times i find it difficult due to my mental health but i take each day at a time and work through it as best i can using what i have learned over the years.

love and light

Sunday, 16 October 2011

Experiments with Autumnal Pictures





I took some pics one afternoon while we where on one of our little walks and decided I needed a different way to express what I was seeing. So I used black and white and a colour picking tool to highlight the part of the picture which I really liked. I love capturing the textures, the colours and the softness as well as the hardness of autumn, ok yeah I admit it I hate being cold, but it is so worth it when you catch the gteat shots that are there waiting to be captured. Your next great shot can be three footsteps down the road and through the next hedge. No matter what camera you are using from your basic point and click digital to a wonderful digital slr you can catpture those moments forever and using the right software turn them into pictures you can hang on walls or file for posterity. I have thousands literally, I have some on here and I also have a removeable harddrive with pictures and e books on it which soon will be full of both and I shall need another 500mb one to replace it, mind you I have considered a terabyte sized one just for the pictures. then I can store the originals, the ones I have fiddled with and worked on and a portfolio of the favourites and examples of different media.
Soon I hope to be able to master more of the functions of the camera and really get those stunning shots, I can see them when I look at the world but its just knowing how to shoot it with a camera for its best repressentation.
love and light to you all xx

Saturday, 15 October 2011

All I can say is WOW


NOPE these are real images taken at sunset from where I live in West Yorkshire. I have never ever seen anything like it in my life and had to grab a few shots. Since we moved here I have taken literally thousands of pictures on my camera and its been really difficult to decide what to keep and what to get rid of. Luckily some shots just speak for themselves so its easy but others are not so easy to pick and so in the end I do end up with doubles that I work on it different medias like sepia and black and white rather than standard colour.

Thursday, 13 October 2011

YAY ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well I had the e mail the other week and basically I thought it was too good to be true, I have entered coompetitions through Facebook and other media for years and not won a bean. So when I enter the competitions nowadays I always just forget about them and move on, its a fun thing and I just have one of those minds that zips through them easily and sometimes can see the answers without much work at the puzzle at all.
Back to that e mail I mentioned, I had an announcement come through that I had won a Patacks Hamper through my facebook competition entry so I sent back the details they needed and just to be honest forgot about it as per usual. Today as I was on the phone there was a hammering on the door so poor Stuart had to answer the door. He walked into the kitchen with a huge box and on the top was the Patacks logo, I must admit I was expecting to open it to find a selection of goods and not much more. We opened the box and inside was a huge picnic hamper!!!!!! Ok now that was a shock, I had been looking at buying one for next summer when we go out for the day lolool (money saved there thank you Patacks). We opened that and inside was a lovely collection of Patacks products and a special Curry cooking wok style pan with a stand to put it on the table complete with beer!!!!!! WOW......DOBLE WOW..... I know they said a Curry Noght Hamper but this was totally exceeding my expectations.
So no matter what today throws at me I can smile and say YAYAYAYAYYA IM A WINNER and do you know what I think I might just have to remind myself of this win everyday and know that good things happen to people like me.

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Can you see what i see?????



We went out for a gentle walk in Rectory Park in ThornHill Dewsbury and it was lovely. We got to the island and crossed over into the shade and had a chance to take some lovely photographs. We where messing around with framing effects of the old ruins and as i was taking shots of the tree Khan popped up to say hello, with the goofy laughing look on his face. He is a funny lil thing at times and a total pest at others I can tell you.
What I really was trying to capture was the face in the background...can you see it???? Go on have a look it really is there... no???..... have a look on old grandfather tree.
Yep grandfather tree has a face and doesn't it look awesome!!!!

What a Darlin !!!!


Now Ive always been a soft touch for a man in uniform and knew that my darlin hubby was ex forces but can you imagine my shock when I saw pics of him when he was younger. He is to me gorgeous now but then he was just the type of squadie I used to go for in my younger days lol!!!!!! Yes I will admit it I love a man in uniform, well the right one that is lol !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Looking back I liked my men to work hard and play hard so it was a natural progression from squaddies to doormen really, in fact there isnt really any difference although the general public will say there isnt, there is trust me.
Stuart has been the best thing ever to come into my life to be honest, his influence and imput has been essential and this has all come from his grounding in the forces and the life he has lead. He is as sexy and gorgeous now as he was in his uniform, before his back got really really bad he held himself with the same grace and even to this day has the dignity and pressence he developed in the forces. His love of German Shepherds is still there and hopefully one day we can have one to keep Khan Company.
I AM PROUD to be the wife of an ex military dog handler, the wife of an ex doorman but most importantly of all the wife of STUART the man with all his facets good or bad because quite simply put he is a darlin!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

been to the mental health unit

Went to what i thought was an appointment with my cpn the other day to be greeted by the shrink!!!! ok fair enough was very ermm freaked out and it took me a little while to adjust but i managed to get through it and an 1 one hour appointment turned into a 2 hour appointment!!!

I was exhausted before i went but well i was a mess when i came out. I came home confused and upset and just worse than when i went really.

In their wisdom now they are diagnosing Emotional Instability Personality Disorder with or without Bi Polar which will according to them be evident through time.
I must admit it has thrown me into a bit of a tail spin as i had got used to the BP diagnosis and had begun to start to heal and try and figure out where i was going??? Now well Im back to the begining Im still at risk because of the traits of the illness i carry a risk the same as I do with the BP if not higher ( oh thanks for the reassurrance mr skrink!!!) with the suicide and the self harm issues.
Ok there is a silver lining though, we are going to start a long course of psychiatry sessions and work things out session by session. So Im not going to be negative, Im going to keep putting my best foot forward, survive day by day and just sort things out as they happen.

love and light xxx

Sunday, 9 October 2011

Dont judge me

We come across this saying all the time in everyday life. But how many of us really really listened to it until we where diagnosed with BP or became more interested in the path of the Wiccan. Both of these hold such sterotypical ideals in the view of non followers or survivors. Both are victims of persecution from the misunderstandings of people who are too ignorant or scared to really look into what it means to be Bi Polar or Wiccan.
In fact fill a sports hall with a huge cross section of the population and try this experiment..ask the wiccans/pagans to raise their hands, ask them to keep them up if they are BP or suffer from other mental health issues and I can tell you now not many will lower their hands. then ask people who are BP etc to raise their hands, you will be amazed at how many will do so if they are being honest.

You will also find that we all look surprisingly normal, sound surprisingly normal, dont wear witchy pointy hats nor talk to ourselves or think we are god (well unless we are delusional in crisis). We are just like everyone else on the outside, you cut us we bleed, you hurt us we bruise and we have emotions too funnily enough. Yet the second we mention our way of life or illness we suddenly begin to feel like the lepers of society, people look at us differently whether they intend to or not and when we try to talk to them for support they have no clear ideas what to say because they dont walk our path. If someone breaks a bone you can ask them if their cast itches, when they go back to get it taken off and how they did it. When you suffer BP where can people start to learn...? We dont know how we got it, one day we where normal in our eyes the next we have an illness that in the worst extremes can kill us. It cant be operated on, they use mixtures of drugs that differ for each individual because it isnt a standard treat one treat all disease. You can't say you will get better because you can only say you are stable and yet still you feel lost isolated and alone becaues no one understands.
If it where a cancer they could cut it out, you could have treatment loose your hair and know the risk of things and people understand. WHY OH WHY cant they see that what we have is just as dangerous?
SO not only am I a survivor of BP gently nudging my way through life I am also a wiccan witch , now would you wak a mile in my shoes, live my life for a time and expeience things the way I do......? I very much doubt it , for you see you have already judged me.

Nice Day..Probably Rain


It seems that this weekend is making a lot of us feel like Eeyore on a very pessimistic day eh? Sat in our homes gazing whistfully out the windows ,looking at the rain falling in a thin veil around us wondering when it will dry up enough to go out without the dreaded drizzle soaking us to the bone.
But look on the bright side, just becausethe weather sucks and we are seemingly trapped in the house it isnt really so. The only thing that is making your home feel like a prison is YOU....there are plenty of things you can be doing. Remember that each day is an opportunity to look into something new and perhaps look up a new hobby. I personally started to learn wood carving last autumn/winter and make custom made wands, athames, bessoms and staffs from natural woodfall. It gives me great joy and keeps my mind ticking over and occupied finding the way the natural wood would like to be worked. I must say that although it makes my arms hands and brain ache that it is very satisfying once they are made, decorated, had their crystals added and been given a few coats of natural beeswax to make them glow with warmth.
Usually I have a person in mind for them and it seems that things turn out great as I also seem to have all the items I need to create them.
Another hobby I relax into and use is photography. Over the cold months when I literally cant get out I go through the pictures I have taken over the spring summer and the times I can get out and work on them. I tweak them here and there play with colour filters, turn them into black and white or sepia and then build a portfolio of the ones I am really impressed with. In fact I have had offers to sell some of them and intend to open a website soon with sets of copyrighted pictures on that will actually be for sale. I also enter them into competitions on the net and so far although I havent won I have come in the top three a few times!!!!! Life through a lense is sometimes a good way for us to capture not just those precious moments but to become more in contact with nature, the environment around us and to really see the world as is rather than through impression. It's surprisingly rewarding when you have captured a picture of something and when you fiddle around with a copy of it you reveal a whole new perspective. Different mediums are like the seasons of the year, each has its own beauty and definition YOU have to find them.
So as you can see once again having an Eeyore day opens up opportunities in the same way that you yourself can can even through your BP. You neednt loose heart, just begin to look at life outside the box, investigate, learn and discover what else there is in life that you are good at and what interests you. You never know what it will be be but in the long run Im sure you will have fun finding it.
love and light xxx


Saturday, 8 October 2011

The Secret Of Life


I saw this on a friends facebook page the otherday and realised that this is a piece of advice I give to so so so many friends but have never ever taken myself. Stupid in hind sight isn't it really??
I am aware of my faults, I have forgiven myself for a lot of the things that I have done wrong when I have realised why and how I can change them, and even sought the forgiveness of some of the people involved. Some have responded well adn we are friends again others listened and we called it quits on the friendship and finally some I had hurt so much. From this I learned that no matter what I can't carry their issues as well as my own into the future, they have to deal with those themselves. Ok when I caused hurt and heartbreak I was in the wrong BUT the ones who where violent and abusive in a mental and physical way IT WAS NEVER EVER MY FAULT!!!!!!! For that I refuse to be responsible, I didn't curl your fist to strike me, I didn't make you scream and yell in my face so close you where spitting on me nor did I deserve the broken bones for your pathetic given reasons. So no I refuse to live in the past with your crap...I want to step forward and just deal with the day and not drag that luggage with me!!
The nature of BP is destructive either in thought, action or deeds from ALL of your life. Unless you are prepared to deal with them, face them and banish them forever they will never go and you cant begin to heal. I can't allow their fetid poison to ruin my life, they combine with my already jumbled mind at times of crisis and feed my illness. Some of these issues may seem easy to resolve but once you scratch the surface you begin to unravel a snarled ball of conflicting emotions, and these are the true hidden issues that need to be dealt with. In my opinion BP isn't just a mental illness caused by brain chemical imbalances or trauma or a combination of other ilnesses....it is a total breakdown of the emotional coping mechanisms of the brain whether THAT comes from trauma or the lack of certain chemicals. Our emotions are cultivated from the day we are born when we truely do exist moment to moment if you break it down to basics...one moment we are content and asleep, another we are hungry and finally we feel wet and uncomfortable, each of those are a moment in time.
Soo dealing with emotions has to come into the forefront of being dealt with, being giving the tools and inderstanding the tools to help you to cope in future. This is OUR DAY AT A TIME.....coping, progressing a little and never ever giving up.

Friday, 7 October 2011

just one of those days

I'm in a real weird mood because I cant decide how I feel. I'm not sad or low but I'm not high or manic either. It is soo weird its like little fluctuations of mood but through a numb mood. I feel drained of energy and just want to sleep lots but am staying awake so that I sleep properly during the evening. I might have a one hour power nap later but personally if I can avoid it I will.
This is so unusual for me and in fact it is really really tiring for me. I feel like I'm here but not here, like I'm looking in frm the outside. Everyone is acting different than me and its so weird to see, I dont want to go out and be with them incase they think im weird when it's not me it's them.
I know it's not me cause I'm not manic or low so it can't be me HAHAHAHA fuck you BP!!!!
Ok I'm getting really tired now and a headache has crept in as well so I think I might have to have some pain relief (which I hate) and sleep through it. But then I'm going to wake up all itchy from the paracetamol thats in the meds..... oh well I really dont care I'm too tired...

will blogg soon love and light to you all xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

so true



Thursday, 6 October 2011

Glastonbury















This has to be one of my favourite places to be, Im a little sad now I dont live so close to Glastonbury because it was easy to get a bus to. Ok it took and hour or two to get there but it was worth the anticipation and the saving so I could go. I know a lot of the store owners by name and they know what type of goodies that I like. I can tell you what route I walk, what shops I go in and which one sells what at a good price and quality.
Apart from that Glasto is not just about shopping for me, I find that it is one of the most restful places. Everyone and anyone is accepted at Glasto from the rich in their wellies and wax jackets to the down and out drunks with their beer, it seems like just about everyone and everything melts into one accepting union. There are wonderful cafes that provide a plethora or foods and stores that sell everything and anything. But getting away from a shopaholics dream you have the real attractions of Glastonbury, The Abbey, Chalice Well, The Tor and being around the myths and mystery of the place. The Abbey is lovely and I really loved the ruins and the information in it, sadly though the myth of it being King Arthurs burial place is just that. Chalice Well is the most gorgeous, peaceful and tranqil places I have ever been, mind you word of warning dont drink too much of the water from the red well it tends to bind you up a bit if you dont mix it with the other spring water lol (too much natural iron!!!!). I always used to bring home a litre or so when i went with a friend or remembered a bottle because there are two natural spring break throughs behind the Well building as you come off the Tor but it is nicer to sit in the Well gardens relax in it serenity and meditate. I have been in there countless times and been seen doing walking Zen meditation in the joint streamed area back and forth up to my ankles in freezing cold water taking no notice whatsoever that i have blue frozen toes rofl rofl...but ahhh its nice.
Now the famous Tor, what can I say. Well if you cant walk well and suffer from breathlessness it is a total no go Im afraid, I have trouble walking and I can tell you now its taken me almost an hour to climb up what my friends can do in about fifteen minutes max!!!! None the less I have finally after 20 years to managed to climb it before leaving that part of the country, it was a huge triumph for me but one goal im glad i achieved. Like i said i took an hour but i was determined i was going to do it at least once in my life. The view was breath taking but then again it was windy as heck up there lol. You can see so far on a clear day its unimaginable, my picture does it no justice at all. It certainly isnt for the faint hearted but it is worth every bead of sweat and exertion, and I should imagine that you could get so many different camera shots over the period of a year you could make a day by day calander and never tire of its beauty. Hummm wonder if someone would be brave enough or clever enough to do that??????? Certainly not me as i sadly now live too far away and my health has deteriorated far enough for me to admit that i know i couldnt make it up there agin so i am left with my pictures and ones i see online.
SOOOO.... would i reccommend Glastonbury...damned right i would but if you want to do it all and do it justice stay in a local BnB and go for a few days because you will miss out on the atmosphere and the joys of it.
love and light xxx