Sunday, the kids were away early and we headed out to get some mushrooms for breakfast. Jim sidetracked us by disappearing into the Coach and Horses for a pint, first customers! Roll on 24 hour opening! Then we won't have to wait till eleven!
Jim then booked himself in for a Tarot reading at one of the market stools, while I went and purchased some stones for spellcasting at the local magix shop. Bought so many I got a free pouch!
Jim's Tarot reading was funny, while he was being sorted out I was forced to chat with the readers psychic friend. Ah... she was a card. Jim's reading was fairly standard, my particular favourite part was "Relationship wise you have got what you dreamed of". :o)
As a pagan, I believe you should self divine, not rely upon someone else, but getting a Tarot reading is fun, and at only £5.00 it was the same price as my tiny piece of Italian nougat... so BARGAIN!
The new Guardian was released today... I like it. Since I moved to London I've had to switch to reading the bland Independent, which is less anti social to read on a packed commuter train, but less fun than my beloved Graniuad. Loving the new style, just hope people stop referring to it as Berliner as it's a tad annoying, although I don't quite know why. Now all they need is to get Julie Burchill back on a Saturday, and the Editor magazine on a Friday and I shall be happy as Larry.