Here comes Terry's Holmfirth post...

First my bit...  Now this is a typical Yorkshire valley village - the streets are steep and the houses piled up along the valley slopes, and a river running down the middle, with pubs built right next to them so you can have a pint virtually on a bridge next to the entrance. This is Last of the Summer Wine ( Read more... )

Almost 6 years ago, I went to the Pagan Pride Parade in London - infact, about a month after I opened this LJ account. It was probably the best pagan gathering I had been to that whole year, and after a few days of depression then, woke on my birthday to the lovely sun and a bursting of confidence and excitement.

I wrote an article about the ( Read more... )

I was going to write up a piece about our all-night vigil in the woods near Standedge, but then Terry, again, beat me too it with a more hilarious one. So I decided to post this one up instead. Besides, I am tired and need more sleep!

However, i will express myself here and indicate what Beltane here meant to me. I certainly felt like I had ( Read more... )