My poor son had chicken pox when he was about 21. It was really bad and his temperature was sky high. Some one told me about a healer, called the Fireman, in a local (French) village. I was desperate so I called him. He was a small, rather scruffy man, smelling of the red plonk he'd drunk at lunch time. He asked for a bowl of cold water. Then he drew his hands up my son's body, not quite touching him and put his hands in the cold water. He did this several times and asked me to empty the water. The water was warm! He wouldn't take payment, said it was a gift from God. Then he left. That evening my son felt a lot better and his temperature was down to normal in the morning! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it.
Dordogne and Norfolk. Clay in Dordogne, sandy in Norfolk.
Brilliant Busy. Lovely story. Does your son remember or was he too far out of it?
In Belgium there was no choice. All babies have to be vaccinated with the basic set before they can go to maternelle at 30 months or primary school at 6. No certificates, no school and school is a legal requirement.
FG - as we're still financing Possum and she also has to have some non grungy student clobber this coming year for a placement and she's not shop shaped for smarter stuff, I'm happy to sew for her. This is the first year she's accepted home sewn clothes since I made a very smart asymmetric jacket with zips all over the place when she was 14 and a modern belly dance outfit 3 years ago. Maybe next summer she'll agree to be taught to sew, at last.
Sounds like you need to get your weekend shop in on Thursday Joyce and then keep off the roads.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
Obs - my older daughter likes to adapt and make stuff, although mainly costumes for all sorts of things, but she buys clothes from the money she makes in her part time job. Not sure she'd like it if I offered to make her anything though. Younger one would have a fit!
If anyone's interested - there's a prog on BBC4 about Frank Lloyd Wright tonght at 9pm.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
FG - I tend to follow a pattern once for me and then adapt it. Tomorrow I'm cutting out an experimental top with dolman type sleeves, but not full batwing. She likes movement in her sleeves so we'll see. She has also requested an outfit for Halloween/Carnival where they get dressed up - Rey from Rogue 1/Star Wars. With any luck she'll get a Saturday job this year and can pay for extras herself.
FLW set to record.
We are watching Masterchef with OH lying on the floor to straighten his back after golf. Bonzo has snuggled up and washed his face and hands creating a serious draught for me with his happy tail. Bozos, the pair of them.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
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My poor son had chicken pox when he was about 21. It was really bad and his temperature was sky high. Some one told me about a healer, called the Fireman, in a local (French) village. I was desperate so I called him. He was a small, rather scruffy man, smelling of the red plonk he'd drunk at lunch time. He asked for a bowl of cold water. Then he drew his hands up my son's body, not quite touching him and put his hands in the cold water. He did this several times and asked me to empty the water. The water was warm! He wouldn't take payment, said it was a gift from God. Then he left. That evening my son felt a lot better and his temperature was down to normal in the morning! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it.
Brilliant Busy. Lovely story. Does your son remember or was he too far out of it?
In Belgium there was no choice. All babies have to be vaccinated with the basic set before they can go to maternelle at 30 months or primary school at 6. No certificates, no school and school is a legal requirement.
FG - as we're still financing Possum and she also has to have some non grungy student clobber this coming year for a placement and she's not shop shaped for smarter stuff, I'm happy to sew for her. This is the first year she's accepted home sewn clothes since I made a very smart asymmetric jacket with zips all over the place when she was 14 and a modern belly dance outfit 3 years ago. Maybe next summer she'll agree to be taught to sew, at last.
Sounds like you need to get your weekend shop in on Thursday Joyce and then keep off the roads.
BL - brilliant story!
Obs - my older daughter likes to adapt and make stuff, although mainly costumes for all sorts of things, but she buys clothes from the money she makes in her part time job. Not sure she'd like it if I offered to make her anything though. Younger one would have a fit!
If anyone's interested - there's a prog on BBC4 about Frank Lloyd Wright tonght at 9pm.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
FG - I tend to follow a pattern once for me and then adapt it. Tomorrow I'm cutting out an experimental top with dolman type sleeves, but not full batwing. She likes movement in her sleeves so we'll see. She has also requested an outfit for Halloween/Carnival where they get dressed up - Rey from Rogue 1/Star Wars. With any luck she'll get a Saturday job this year and can pay for extras herself.
FLW set to record.
We are watching Masterchef with OH lying on the floor to straighten his back after golf. Bonzo has snuggled up and washed his face and hands creating a serious draught for me with his happy tail. Bozos, the pair of them.
Son says now that it was just coincidence and he would have got better then anyway, but that doesn't answer why the water was so warm.
My mum swears that an aunt ' bought' a wart off me. Apparently it was gone the next day. I was too young to remember it..
I have an Irish friend who used to get warts when stressed back in the 80s. She'd sell them to me for 50p and they'd be gone.
My cousins wife paid my son for his longstanding warts. They disappeared within the week.
Right ... I'm tucked up in bed ... Alarm set for early ... Sweet dreams folks ... See you tomorrow Hosta
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Night Dove - I'm off to my pit too
Hope I don't dream about warts now....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Don't forget to wave as you go by
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