Footnote to the Last Post.

As good as my experience with the Beltane fire was, I have to report that Jeanne’s optimism was not vindicated. I was, alas, entirely un-beset by libidinous local maidens demanding my immediate attention.

Of course, it could be that the fey maidens were using their magical skills to keep the human variety at bay so as to protect me from fathers with shotguns. How nice of them to care.

Hmm...

Or maybe they were just jealous. Now I really am losing the plot. I hadn’t had a drink when I wrote the last post.