Hunky Chunky Bloke in Search of Flowers

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So I Can Read Minds

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So I Can Read Minds

(Interesting to look back at this blog from five years ago to see the sort of things I was up to.)

You can read minds, I am told, but only because I brought coffee at the right moment. Yes actually I can. I don’t, well, not generally, but I can. I wonder if I should. If I key in I can, and if I am asked. Then again I think perhaps I can only do it if it is team work; my spirits teaming with your spirits to your benefit.

I think that is how it works, then only if I have some sort of device; some artefact to rely on. This sort of thing gives me permission I think.

I hadn’t thought of it like this until it came up in conversation, but once I had thought of it lots of examples came flooding back to me.

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“There is a pregnancy here but I cannot be quite sure who it is… it is like it is both of you.”
“How on earth did you know?” “Ah, but it is not you though is it.” “No, but I have been going through her symptoms with her as if it was me too.”

Actually that was before I had got out the usual runes and crystal ball; that is an exception though.

Often I don’t see all that much, or say all that much. When I said at a venue in South Yorkshire that I saw two men interested in her but she was unsure about one of them. The lady said, “Ooo yes, should I go back to him?”

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I said I didn’t feel it was up to me to make such a decision for her but that I would look. There in the crystal ball was a firework crossing the sky. So I simply asked, “What happened on bonfire night?”
That’s all I said, for now anyway. Turns out they had been walking his dog on November the 5th on a moor in their area. He had let the dog off the lead, despite her concern and, of course, the dog took fright and, er, took flight.
He did not have time to search; his program was due to start. So he left her to it. Nearly two hours it took to find the poor terrified creature. She knocked on his door, he opened it, pulled the dog in saying, “My program’s still on” and slammed the door.

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I did say more, I couldn’t help myself, “And you want to know if you should go back to him!?”

I often see things; I think it is their loved ones trying to prove they are around them. I recall describing a vintage coat that would never be worn taking up a third of the wardrobe: It was the young woman’s late grandmother’s.

Exclamations often come, “How do you know that!” – “Has he been in our house!” The latter being when I was reading tea leaves and described a shelf full of Chinese ornaments. I also at that session asked someone, “Have you been planting a tree this morning?” They had.

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In the next session I recall seeing the broken umbrella a daughter had thrown in a bin before entering the hall. She turned and asked her mum if she had told me.

I have taken care to be sure no one can be identified in this blog; the following recipient will probably recognise themselves however…

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With some of the things I’ve mentioned one might wonder what use they are but the following snippet was reported back to me later as being very useful.

I had seen details of a few things in the reading but promptly forgot all about it until my friend said, “You do remember how we met?”
I did I had done them a reading. I was reminded of what I had said, “Go in the marquee! – you are not supposed to but go in anyway.”
I had gone on to say they were looking out of a window of a big old building and there was a marquee in the grounds. As they were stuck for something to do they should go in. Apparently they did, it was some sort of amateur archaeology club and as my freind seemed interested they were let in.
There was a lot to be interested in and it was a long pleasant visit, so when a raffle ticket was offered it was seen as a way of making a contribution. It was a winner – the prize? A two week holiday.

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At first the holiday was quiet. Everyone else staying there were in couples. Two other singles turned up though and the three of them got on great. My friend told them all about their book and it turned out these two new friends were publishers. They liked the sound of the book. They published it.

“So, thank you Adrian for your reading, I would never have gone in the marquee otherwise and I am very glad I did.

Perhaps I should do this sort of thing more often.

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Footnote:
I’ve not gone into details here of the woman who changed her sexual preferences (in a sudden realisation of love) during the course of my reading but let’s just say that the woman she had arrived with thanked me as they left with a backwards glance and a very big smile on her face and both thumbs up in the air.

Click here for a ghost walk for your group

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http://www.adrianspendlow.co.uk/paranormal.html
Includes live footage

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Ghost stories – http://www.adrianspendlow.co.uk/ghoststories.html

and all the blogs – https://adrianspendlow.wordpress.com/

I’ve added this in as an update, as I was so pleased to receive it;

Hi Adrian,

The blogs great, didn’t realise you’d been so prolific! I often wonder what would have happened if I’d gone in the third Marquee, oh well too late now! I tend not to pass them now 🙂

Cheers!

Nick

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Poem Pics II – The Jacobs Well Project with Mary Passeri

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Lovely to rediscover this sensitive thoughtful art-work

Poem Pics II – The Jacobs Well Project with Mary Passeri

As we have plans afoot to build a forthcoming exhibition (or two) I thought it would be a good time to share the poems and artwork created during our projects with older people.

Artist Mary Passeri especially invited those who endure dementia problems and their loved ones to meet with us; initially at Space 109 and then a whole series of gatherings at the beautiful old Jacob’s Well, both in York.

Here are some of the pieces created and some of the people involved.

Poems and art from this project were published and distributed around relevant centres within York and Leeds.

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Mary’s art with my words
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Poem by Adrian
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Barbara being thoughtful
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For Barbara by Adrian
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bickie pic poem
crowns n coppers lightened
blessing
Thank you Carol (background by Adrian)
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tales upon arrival
Tales Upon Arrival
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Image creation by Adrian
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Words by Adrian
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Her son’s words upon his return
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Stephies Flowers
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respite conversation
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The Team: Stephie Jessop & Ilaria Passeri
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Words Adrian – all art by Mary unless said otherwise
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Word and image by Mary
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Word and image by Mary
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Thank you Mary
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Artwork by Mary Passeri

Mary Passeri

(If I have used the work of others without crediting you in error do please let me know.)

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With thanks to the Joseph Rowntree Foundation for making these wonderful experiences possible. https://www.jrf.org.uk/

You will also like my Nose-Gay blog on the history of Barley Hall

Or you might just want a recipe for a change

Poem Pics Part I

Amoeboid Journey and other exciting pieces with GSmithMedia

My first single. Thrilled to see this production for GSmithMedia out at last. With the late Dave Restless, Gramey Smith of GSmithMedia and Adrian Spendlow.

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The legendary….

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Before my story here is the beautiful Magic Ball Man with music from GSmith Media…

And me a while back hosting a fashion show…

Our wonderful Hansel and Gretel show for Musicport World Music Festival…

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GSmithMedia

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and  a call for artists

Viking Comics Inc.

On looking down to see a rusty old key:

I surprised my self coming across this blog from way back, I had forgotten about the poem, the experience and the flowing shadow of a waterfall upon the cliff-side.

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Opening Ceremony 2016 Viking Valley, Gudvangen, Norway; Live! – Revisited

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Opening Ceremony 2016 Viking Valley, Gudvangen, Norway

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Welcome, welcome, you are all welcome. So good to see you all gathered here for the opening ceremony of this the 14th Viking Market here in Gudvangen Viking Valley.

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You are safe here, welcome; you can relax and enjoy yourself, even though you will be spending the day among huge, hairy, heavily armed Vikings.

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We are glad to have you here eating our food, drinking our mead, looking at our stalls.

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Yes welcome, so relax you will be safe here – it is when we visit you that you need to worry.

“And we won’t be emailing, there will be no polite email asking if it is OK to visit. We will suddenly be there but you will know straight away. You will be well aware we are among you.”

This is a very special place; there is something magical about this valley. Everyone says so. You begin to feel the effect of being here straight away.

These Vikings here, as soon as they step off the ship they calm down, which is unusual I assure you. All the time they are here they are friendly, easy-going and peaceful – well most of the time.

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Look at me. When I am at home I am a wild, dangerous, rampaging mad thing.

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“Me too.”

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You will enjoy yourselves! Do you hear what I say, and can you see the shine of sharpness along the edge of my axe. You will enjoy yourselves!

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Besides, we have many things on our stalls which we want you to buy. We have been to many lands and learnt many skills; old, well-tried, traditional skills. We will enjoy showing you; try not to be nervous when you generously show your appreciation.

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Yes, we have sailed to many nations. We have landed on a wide range of shores, seen people of many types – and robbed them, traded with them, I mean traded with them, yes, traded.

“Can we ask where you are all from?”

“Spain.” “Poland.” “Canada.” “Ireland.”

“Ah, those are the places we robbed.”

That’s where we got all these things we are selling.

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“Hey, stall holders, lower your prices.”

Yes visitors we will sell your things back to you quite cheaply.

“And you will be safe here. Adrian remind them how welcome they will be, and how safe.”

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Yes, yes, safe, yes. We have sworn an oath, an oath. We wanted to reassure you so we oathed an oath, and when a Viking makes an oath they make an oath and the oath that they oath is an unbreakable oath which we have oathed; an oath is an oath is an oath. Let it be known that we have oathed.

“What is an oath?”

A promise; and a promise is a promise and…

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“Don’t start that again.”

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No, right, of course, but we did; there is a ritual and a belief. To make that oath the first thing you have to do is – spit in a barrel.

“Spit?”

Well we skipped that bit.

“Yes well we are selling lemonade and mead to you. So we thought it best not to spit in the barrels. Or talk about it even…”

No sorry. No spitting. The barrels are fine!

A promise is a promise though, and it has to be kept. We worry about where we will go when we die.

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Oath-breakers have to walk through a river of gushing ice. This ice is formed into axes, spears and knives – then, you step out – to be kept in a tower made of living serpents. Bitten and sprayed with burning poison for ever and ever and ever and ever.

Or until Ragnarok; the end of the world.

“So we keep our promises; enjoy.”

If, you enjoy hearing of the old mythos – watch out for the ravens…

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A shadow will flicker over you. As you look up, the second raven will fly in from the world waters, by you see the third raven it will be too late. There it will be upon the mast of an incoming ship; a ship so terrible you will quake at the sight of it. The Vikings are coming, and they are no ordinary Vikings. These are Njardar. Njardar Vikingslag.

We are coming to you and charging onto your land. Hear the roar. See the gleam. A huge army of huge warriors are upon you. These are the best (the Mayor of Aurland himself said that we were second in exports and visitors and soon to become first, so it must be true). It is like the sky itself is filled, and they wait, with weapons high, only for a command to charge. Step forward the chieftain; Olafr Reydarsson. When he speaks we listen. He is big! Very big!

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Well, his beard is big anyway. He will give the command; the word and we will all, roaring, act upon that word.

The word is…

“Welcome; you are all welcome to come and visit us in Gudvangen. Everyone is welcome, except those who do not make others welcome. Come visit.”

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And so they do, in their thousands, from all over the world.

We have had a battle though, a long, hard fought battle – a battle to build.

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As you step though those gates into the fourteenth Viking Gathering here at Gudvangen you step back into the past. Now. The long battle is over. Now. As you step through these gates you are stepping into our future.

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By the fifteenth Viking Gathering there will be a Viking Town. It is a two year project with the first row of Viking houses ready by May – I have put my name down for one of these already.

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Here is the first of the timber being delivered now…

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You will be able to take part in the Glima wrestling…

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With hardly any risk to yourself….

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Hear Galda upon the holy hill…

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Learn leather skills with Hamish, or buy his bags from Annabelle…

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Visit Lady Chaga…

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Be warned; slavers are in the area and you are at risk…

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And it is no use complaining, we know that now.

But no, no, no, do not worry, as we have promised, you are completely safe here, well, until six o’clock. Once the market closes at six all promises are off!

“Oaths”

Don’t spit when you speak!

Oaths. Off.

Vikings will become Vikings again.

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You will be greatly at risk – unless you buy a tunic and a pair of boots and stay here.

Then you will be welcome.

“Welcome.”

Before we actually open the market and get on with selling you your treasures back, there is one rather tricky thing which must be dealt with.

“Don’t tell them Adrian.”

No, we must.

“There is a rumour.”

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A terrible rumour.

“It has been whispered over and over as people come through the gate.”

We are now going to deal with that rumour.

“People have been saying that they have heard that a group of tourists with plastic wrist bands came here to visit and were never seen again.”

Never.

“Never.”

Never

“It is true!”

Never seen again!

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They bought Viking outfits and became part of this marvellous experience.

“Now we must warn you.”

This may happen to you.

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“This valley is such a wonderful, unique place that once you have visited you never wish to leave. Many choose to stay and be here forever.”

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This we must warn you of.

“But there is a greater risk, a great and terrible sadness and yearning which may come upon.”

Yes.

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“If you do choose to leave here you will regret it forever.”

You will always feel that you are not where you belong and will feel terribly, terribly sad that you did not choose to stay.

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“Terribly, terribly sad.”

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“Now, finally, we welcome you with one piece of explanation about what you might expect here, here is the secret – it is all about love.”

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“We will be opening the market again tomorrow.”

And this worries me greatly.

“I will be wearing my helmet. It was a wonderful gift to me and is an accurate reconstruction of a Viking age helmet.”

And why does it have a figure of a boar on the top?

“This is to signify that I command a team of specialist warriors.”

What kind of warriors?

“Berserkers.”

And you are wearing it tomorrow? This worries me greatly. I have pledged to always stand by your side. To dress appropriately and be there in the way that you need me whatever you ask of me. What does a Berserker wear?

“A small fur collar.”

And that’s it!

“Yes.”

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Right I will have to get my outfit ready then.

“It worries me as well, I don’t think I will be standing next to you tomorrow.”

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(“And if you blog about it tomorrow Adrian, do not do a drawing.”)

Thinking about it, I will make a great berserker. If you put all the fighters and all the wrestlers in the field ready I will be able to beat the lot of them, I will clear the field.

If I come screaming across to them wearing nothing but my berserker outfit they will scatter. I will see off the lot of them.

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They will run.

“So will I!” “Enjoy yourselves today, because tomorrow is berserker day.”

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We now declare the Viking Market open!

“This is a marvellous experience, with Vikings and visitors from all around the world, none of the differences you might notice elsewhere matter at all here, all beliefs, all life styles are for elsewhere; here everyone gets along and shares the wonder which is Gudvangen.”

So it is spoken by Olafr (Georg) and this is the world.

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Naming Ceremony photos and footage

Aurland Photography

2015 Opening Speech (more moving)

Skaldic Pieces

Future Skaldic Plans

To Become a King

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Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel Fourth Draft

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I have done a great deal of research in the build up to turning this very strange and ancient tale into a graphic novel so that it is all based on history, (unless it was the morphine). Some of the research work helped me create the individual features linked to below:

Athene

Hermese the Babe

The Great Goat-God Pan

The Three Fates

Doom of Zeus – the Making of

Creation Recording

The Handwritten text boxes titled Information Snippet add background details from the research work.

Yes this is what I have been busy with over the past months while in and out of hospital and beginning my long recuperation by the sea.

I came up with the idea of developing a graphic novel around a Greek myth earlier in the year and an independent publisher is now on board with an interest in hybrid publishing (that’s when you publish online and with a major distributor too).

It has been a dream for many years to do something with the quirky and strange Typhon and the terrible Zeus; their battle suited my online graphic novels perfectly.

We are probably a couple of hundred hours from the ‘for sale’ version, but I shall update here as pieces and text boxes are completed.

Please do share with friends as we will be asking for help shifting the finished product later in the year.

PS the first graphic novel from Viking Comics Inc. The Hammer Flies is almost ready for release as a slide show presentation – my first movie!

PPS Soon to become an epic poem, a poetess has commissioned me to illustrate.

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The Engravings Upon the Blade

When Othere took possession of his father’s sword he knew he held an oath. This finely engraved gift was his pledge to die for his father. By this very sword had Othere Ingulfrsson been allowed to accept the battle-surviving promise of his great father, and so it was that he would take the treasured weapon by the hilt and travel upon its chosen path.

If he did well in battle, as it was sure that he would, he would be in his father’s stead and ensure his name and fame and place beyond. If he were to fall in conflict it would be a step his father could travel along with.  – If he were to maintain his stance his father’s heart could share and hold this fame. Either way Othere would return, as it was stated upon the blade.

A great ship depicted upon the blade was followed in a line of horses along the land to the shore, and so the ship would sail towards the point, towards the sinking of the sun, the journey across the sky, through each day.

With the strength of his sword arm and the purity of the blade he turned the fine edge – there riding below waves back along the blade was the returning ship carried by huge fish, the great snake and diving birds.

So it was that, having journeyed deep below the sea, the golden sun would rise again to rebegin. So it was that he was promised a return each day.

Either he would live and rise out of the dark to fight again; to gather riches and renown, to revisit home. Or he would see his essence rise and fly into the forever, taking Ingulfr his father with him to be greeted for his fame.

Either way the sword promise showed him in its fine lines that he would return home. The great lurs would play and announce his return – blade by his side in the perpetual play of father son destiny, fame springing forward through offspring after offspring.

Just as the rising of the sun, the returning of the vessel, the lifting to the light – This sword has forever as its gift.

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Zooming to Spiritualism

My good friends at the Spiritualist Church in York, United Kingdom contacted me here in Green Bay, Wisconsin in the USA and asked me if I would take part in a service over Zoom. They commissioned me to create a reading. Here is footage of the reading I did and a written version which is more detailed (So therefor even more interesting).

The full story below includes Toad-in-the-Hole.

I’ve been thinking about messages. Different ones come to mind from throughout the years. The most stunning one I can think of came from the very well-known Steven Holbrook or rather from his guide. According to his biographer Steven’s guide died as an army corporal in the 14 / 18 war; that’s why Steven’s hand screws up when he starts. He also told me that the guide gets everybody lined up in spirit and orders them to have facts and figures ready.

My friend was also his promoter at the time and would arrange large venues. I am more used to the smaller environment of a spiritualist centre or church where you get to know people and visiting mediums give their time for a small fee to keep them in pocket. Steven is far more popular however so as well as smaller church services he travels widely filling large venues. I was asked to go along and help set up. This meant I was OK to be able to sit in on the evening.

The message I recall went something like this. “Is there anybody here who has a caravan?” He indicated an area of the audience and someone within those rows said yes she lived in one. (Steven always asks that people respond vocally a yes or no, so he can connect.) “Ah yes you live in the caravan with your parents who are sat next to you don’t you.” ‘Yes.’ “I have your husband here with me, he passed away following a car accident thirteen months ago didn’t he.” ‘Yes.’ (Steven then said the colour and make of car, but I can’t properly remember.) “He didn’t pass away straight away though did he, he died later in hospital didn’t he.” ‘No.’ Your parents were never happy about the two of you living together in the caravan with them without you being married were they.” ‘No.’ “So you got a priest into the hospital didn’t you.” ‘Yes.’ “And you got married the night before he died didn’t you.” ‘Yes.’ “But you didn’t have a wedding ring did you.” ‘No.’ “So you used a thin gold chain didn’t you.” ‘Yes.’ “And you have lost that necklace haven’t you.” ‘Yes.’ “There is a television in the caravan on a unit which has three drawers in it.” ‘Yes.’ “In the bottom drawer there are three photo albums aren’t there.” ‘Yes.’ “A red one, a grey ne, and a black one.” ‘Yes.’ The grey one is in the middle.” ‘Yes.’ “The necklace is in there.”

I told this story to a sceptical friend and she said, “And was the necklace there.” You can’t please everybody.

We engage with our spirituality at different levels as we go through this material realm. Presently I would say I connect with spirit; I have at times worked with spirit. Tea leaves, runes, crystal. People would say things like, “Have you been in our house!” – “How did you know what?” “Yes I am pregnant.” (I wasn’t to blame!)

A wonderfully detailed message I received recently about my father’s steam days memoires mentioned that my students had been colourising black and white photographs. One that was mentioned was a plate layers engine which put down new lines. There is a picture like that. I haven’t yet seen all the work the students of done, so although I didn’t know of such a B/W picture which has been colourised I took the information to take away with me. The next day I opened a folder of my old artwork and there were colourised images. I recalled that the medium had also said that my father had visited and liked my wife. I then remembered that she had talked about my line drawings and how I could use some in the railway book. She also said she had seen work of mine in my blog where I had colourized parts of each line drawing and that I should do that for the book too. Now I realise what my late father was referring to. He meant I had to do it.

On a past visit that evening’s clairvoyant medium came to me with detailed information. The only person it could be was my maternal grandmother. The medium said it was not something she had ever done before but that the lady in spirit insisted that she gave me a recipe. She then went on to not only describe the recipe for Toad-in-the-Hole (Sausages roasted in a large Yorkshire pudding) but to act it out as if she was making it. She laughed and said that she had no idea why she was doing this. Now they do say to not feed the medium. They don’t mean with sausages, they mean with information, but on this occasion I felt I had to explain. A week or so before this, I had held a barbeque in my yard at the mews where I lived. It had poured with rain and hardly anybody came. So I ended up with bags and bags of sausages. I froze them all, the freezer was jam-packed. Trouble was I couldn’t get near anything else in there, every time I opened it I thought, oh no not another sausage butty. One can only take so many sausage sandwiches. That was why my grandmother was teaching me to make a healthy filling meal.

I came here to the church one time when I was feeling really down and the medium said I was going to be playing guitar. No I said. He described my late friend who I often get messages from, who accompanies me to festivals etc. Your friend here in spirit has a guitar and he means, you are going to be playing a tune. The next day in Rotherham I was given all the difficult students to engage in poetry writing, they did brilliant. I was sent the appraisal forms afterwards; one of the students had written right across the form, “Adrian Rocks.”

I don’t really understand where that translation glitch comes from. We are all different and connect in many different ways. Yet sometimes the meaning becomes clear later. Sometimes the transition from spirit, through a guide, through a medium, through a church hall doesn’t always flow as clearly or as pointedly as intended. That is where we come in. We sit here with our hands palm up upon out knees and we engage with spirit. I believe that is our main role. It is not to sit and hope for a message, it is to engage with the great spirit. We are part of the conduit and we can strengthen the flow. Yes we might receive words and images with personal connection, we will. We will receive confirmation of the ongoing nature of existence. It is bigger than a personal thing though. We are in this together. As we are here together we become part of a greater story; the story of the ongoing existence of the human spirit. The connection between worlds. The hope and the love of a myriad of souls. We are one and we are part of that story. We listen and acknowledge. We empower. This is our connection and we are working together to make it as strong, as beautiful, as valuable, as meaningful as we possibly can. We all have something to take away from this with us – A sense of contribution.