As schools come near a close and exams get written the yard takes on a new atmosphere. Together we can celebrate the coming in of Beltane, a chance for readers to honour the land, share gifts and spiral dance around the Maypole singing ‘Here we go gathering nuts in May’ a ‘Ring a ring of roses’ and hum the Wickerman pub guest house scene.
The mulberry bush is the old shopping centre. A place to explore all around, sit down eat, drink and act Merry. A place where people consider taking on board new contracts and renew each others annual or eighteenth month vows. A sudden realisation of how handfasting seems in the hand. Tactility plays a vital role in these matters although the topic of that recent text message becomes difficult to fathom.
No rhythm, no reason, no time and saying no to new offers at phone calls with people on the other end digging at straws. Pulling straws, short straws, long straws, missed straws. What I tend to do and reccomend to all my mates is add these numbers to your contacts as blocked numbers with a chosen ringtone so when they phone you don’t waste energy flapping to find your phone. Start these blocked contact user names with the letters so you do not see them regularly in your contact lisps.