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Headology   2 comments

Chatting to ElfKat about coming out as a Pagan at work and it got me thinking. I remember twice when I shut up the piss takers and bullies.

 

Once when doing some filming on farmland while I was with the Re-enactment group. It was nighttime and we had a massive fire going, I was dressed as I usually was, only in trousers and hide boots. and just because there was some mutterings going on I sat down in front of the fire, while the rest of the group were spread around on logs or sitting on the grass, I sat so close to the fire I could have been spit roasted. My main reason was to dry my boots, which had got soaked. I had my Indian Dagger tucked into my belt. Anyhow, the mutterings got louder, so slowly I drew my dagger, flung my arms wide and looked up to the sky, looked down at the fire and poked it with my dagger. I started muttering in fake Irish/Welsh, which I used on the battlefield for the crowds. I saw a couple of the lads get up and go over to the trees, and come back, while the muttering was watching me transfixed. Any way I once again flung my hands wide and looked up to the sky, but when I poked the fire a massive tree branch moved violently and the Guy who had been talking about me summoning Deamons jumped about 3 feet into the air, from a sitting position. I just looked at the tree and gave a nasty smile towards the tree. Pocked again and again the tree moved, and so did he. We told him what was going on, but he did shut up after that.

 

An interesting aside to this was that the film company were, we felt, taking the piss, and a group of us who were not filming at that time were sitting on the ground leaning against a fence. I had a re-curve bow in my hands, pointing straight up. I pulled back as far as I could, then relaxed. For some reason I notched an arrow, pulled back only a few inched, still pointing up, and my hand slipped of the string. The arrow went skywards like a rocket. By rights it should have flopped at my feet. It still went up, and then came down, all in the space of seconds, and landed inches from the assistant for the director. straight down. Had it hit her, I would have been up on a murder charge, because at the speed it was going, it would have gone right through her.

 

The second thing was I got invited out with a few lads from work, just after moving in with Hilary. My best mate Chris, and two others from work. Anyway the other two were riding me all night, all the way though the film, and into the carpark afterwards. I just said back in a bit and I walked off a little. I once again did my hand raised bit a few times and said in a loud voice, that will learn them, too right it will. A few minutes later Chris pulled me aside and said “Dave, mate, look can you not do that again please, it’s shitting them up”

“No Worries mate, just doing what I had to do”

Never got baited from them again.

Native Irish vs. Celtic   3 comments

No this is not an act of war or complaining about people doing things differently to me, I leave that shit to certain “Wicca” groups, (hello Richmond, New York).

A little history for you. Round about 10,000 years ago, a small tribe of wanderers were following the Ice receding Northwards, and came to a Land Bridge, (although if they knew it was land land Bridge, who knows) crossed over and for a while followed the coastline West, came to another Land Bridge at the edge of the Ice. These Nomads settled here as the Ice retreated North for a while, Basic Flint Mining, Fishing, Hunting (Wild Boar, Hare, Wild Fowl) and Foraging among the plants and finding seeds and berries and nuts.

 

Following the Animals who were going North when the Ice had gone, along the Eastern Coast, they settled for brief periods including at the mouth of a river Estuary, until they hit the North East Corner of the Island, where they found a better quality type of Flint. Here they stayed, and spread back South, and back across the Sea to the Mountainous area (Wales) where some of the tribe stayed.

 

Fast Forward 9,000 years and another group, similar to the first tribe, but different, settled on the East Coast of what is now England, and spread West, until they reached the boundaries of the Lands of the First Tribe, where they traded and raided as the mood took them. The first tribe were Native Britons, (Irish and Welsh and Picts), the second tribe were Celts from Gaul, and further Eastward in Europe. Due to certain facts both tribes were once one tribe, back in the mists of time, one part going East, one going West.

 

The Celts never settled in Ireland in anything like large numbers, only small family groups. This we can tell through the DNA of the Irish who live in the North West Corner Of Ireland, (Counties Derry, Donegal, Fermanagh, Sligo) where up to 96% of the population have the “Irish” Gene. So from this we know that the Irish settled and stayed, and have never left.

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