Dear Wen,
So, our ‘Oirish’ trip turned out to be very different, and not at all what we were anticipating… Still, at least we got to see Dublin, albeit briefly, although, I cannot help thinking that the ‘Black Lake’ would look much better with a Black Beast swimming in it, or at least chasing green balls at the waters edge. Fran, Min and Cor were our intrepid Hob-Rob Hunters and it is quite possible that the over large Land Lubber would be in league with the multifacteted Montgomery, or at the very least, sympathetic to his nefarious promptings. As would TOMPF, and indeed any of the other Guardians we have come across in our wanderings. Marko, I now realise, acts as Guardian for the Tower. We just need to decide which period of history needs to be tweaked by our Terrible Triad next… On the subject of tweaking, the Chinese Restuarant which stands as something of a guardian at the gateway to The Moor has ‘changed it’s name’. It is no longer called ‘Candy Town’ but ‘China Town’. It has a definite history as Candy Town going wayback, because I had eaten there one night without knowing what it was called, and later checked. The ending of the classic new noir film Chinatown has eerily sinister ramifications to those of our own current political climate… I wonder if there are microfiche records of the eatery being known as ‘Shanty Town’? Every other aspect of the signage is exactly the same, and I mean, exactly the same…
Only the initial part of the name has changed. It happened quite recently too, and I do not recall seeing any work going on there as I pass on my daily trip to work… Pick the bones out of that one! Head taps, virtual sausages and chicken to Old Snorty-Snout… Love, Da Donsta!
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Finding Don & Wen
Stuart France & Sue Vincent
Available via Amazon UK, Amazon.com
and worldwide in paperback and for Kindle.
Two friends living hundreds of miles apart inadvertently begin to explore the magical and ancient landscape of Albion, delving into the symbolism hidden within mediaeval churches and piecing together the clues that appear to be left before them like a breadcrumb trail.
The correspondence within this book was written as their adventures began to unfold, recording and highlighting strange concepts and magical ideas.
Finding Don and Wen opens an inner door onto the workings of the journey of The Initiate, the first of nine books that tell the full story of what became a true quest, becoming a practical guide on how to listen to and interpret the voice of the living land and its history from a spiritual perspective.
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Original front cover photograph by kind permission of our friend, Helen Glynn Jones,
author of The Ambeth Chronicles at helenglynnjones.co.uk
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