27 Jul 2011
Hestia and the TABI Tarot Conference - in numbers
2 - The number of Tarot decks I bought - both from Cilla Conway. To say that I BOUGHT both of them isn't strictly true. I pilfered one and left her a hastily scribbled IOU because I had run out of money because....
£3.50 - cost of a tiny bottle of beer at the venue. I thought I'd pace myself until happy hour at 5pm....and so I returned to the bar and requested another small bottle of beer. 'That will be £3.50,' smiled the bar lady. 'But it's happy hour,' I protested unhappily. 'Your beer isn't included in the Happy Hour,' came the reply.
5 - the number of workshops organised. At the risk of boring the non-Tarotists amongst you to sleep we had: Working with Tarot and Oracle decks together; Exploring Crowley's Thoth intuitively; Working as a Tarot Professional; Journey through the Wildwood Tarot and Bow spread; Counselling skills in Tarot.
14 - number of bottles of wine we bought to put on the table because it was our birthday. That reminds me, 4 of them are on my credit card!
10 - the number of our birthday that we were celebrating at this Conference
0 - the number of party games that we managed to play - we just ran out of time!
2 - the number of interviews I did on Saturday night. And I never burst into tears once.
0 - the number of drops of wine that were left for your parched interviewer after her final interview.
1 - the number of Tarot decks I was given as a gift. You know who you are, you lovely soul!
2 - pairs of shoes that I brought - a pair of trainers and a pair of smart grey suede shoe-boots that went with my snazzy interview outfit. I may load up a photo cos I'm quite proud of those shoes!
2 - the number of times I had to quietly slip away to the toilet to weep about Amy Winehouse and all those poor Norwegian youngsters that were shot by that BIGOT.
1 - gorgeous birthday cake made specially for us with a Tarot card on the front.
0 - phone calls home to see how Sonshine was faring without me at my brother's house.
0 - number of phone calls from Sonshine to see how I was faring.
1 - the number of paintings that I bought from Will Worthington. And yes I DID buy it.
110% - how much I love my Archer painting. Here she is hanging on my lounge wall. I will never be parted from her.
24 - lovely, lovely people at the Conference. Meeting Wendy and Will after all this time was just fantastic. I hope to drag Tartarus down to meet them when Will is playing a gig with his band. I hope some of Wendy's rock chick chic rubs off on me. Very soon.
2 - stone - the amount of weight I need to lose to be anywhere NEAR the weight I was before Sonshine was born. Sure, I accept that it will never all be in the same PLACES that it was back then, but it would be nice to see a photo of myself without feeling hideously BUMPY.
£6,000 - the amount I will have to spend on botox to ensure my face remains in position and doesn't look all 'Glaswegian' when I talk. In most photos I look absolutely hammered. But I was SOBER. Well, mostly sober.
2012 - the number when we'll do it alllllll again!
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