SaskMick
Many years ago I lived in county Sligo on the West coast of Ireland. One weekend I was having a slight problem with one of the locals, and I went to see my faithful tarot card reader for some advise. It was Sunday afternoon and pouring with rain as usual. Nothing of note happens in that part of the world at the best of times, but on a Sunday afternoon it is absolutely dead.
I sat down and shuffled the cards as I had in the past and he laid them out on the table. He told me that I was about to get a visit from people wearing uniforms, and that they would take something from me. He told me that an older person would be involved, a person with long fingers and dark hair, although he could now be grey, and it's happening now... I asked what do you mean it's happening now, next week, tomorrow or what ?... He said right now, as we speak ! He said don't worry you will be smiling soon enough.
I drove home straight away, it was only a 10 minute drive. I got home and told the Mrs what he had told me and went outside to hose the mud off the car, 5 minutes later I heard tires on the gravel drive way to my house and turned around to see a squad car approaching... to be continued.
I sat down and shuffled the cards as I had in the past and he laid them out on the table. He told me that I was about to get a visit from people wearing uniforms, and that they would take something from me. He told me that an older person would be involved, a person with long fingers and dark hair, although he could now be grey, and it's happening now... I asked what do you mean it's happening now, next week, tomorrow or what ?... He said right now, as we speak ! He said don't worry you will be smiling soon enough.
I drove home straight away, it was only a 10 minute drive. I got home and told the Mrs what he had told me and went outside to hose the mud off the car, 5 minutes later I heard tires on the gravel drive way to my house and turned around to see a squad car approaching... to be continued.