Well, well, well! Today is Mayday. I prefer fairies dancing around a maypole than communists and their ilk celebrating sterile labour for the Party. Anyway…
Fairies dancing around the maypole is exactly what happened. You see, I went down to the bottom of my garden (I like to check the estate each day) and suddenly there appeared the most beautiful sight: fairies with wreaths of lily-of-the-valley on their heads, and dressed all in white, were dancing around a maypole with coloured ribbons. One of the fairies gestured to me to join. So I did, even though I was a lot bigger than them. I had to be careful not to tread on them and crush them.
While they danced they sang. Perhaps you know the song?
Sa o Roma babo, e bakren chinen
A me, chorro, dural beshava
Romano dive, amaro dive
Amaro dive, Ederlezi.
All I can say, dear Reader, was that it was a wonderful experience. When the song and dancing were over the fairies disappeared so quickly I began to doubt what I had seen. But the grass was certainly trampled down. I knew it had happened.
I must be ruthlessly honest with you now. Little white lies have the habit of growing into mountains. I have been pulling your leg. They weren’t fairies dancing around the maypole at all. They had butterfly wings. They were pixies.
I always get them confused.
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I’m not sure of the difference. Although I think Pixies have butterfly wings – at least the ones I have come across.
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I feel we May be being led down the garden path here. Trivia; today my very working class grandmother was celebrating Labour Day long and loud. It was my Dads birthday.
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That’s probably why it’s called Labour Day.
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The only fairy I am aware of is Queen Mab. She is the faries’ midwife, and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone on the forefinger of an alderman. Did I mention I never plagiarize?
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The way those pixies were dancing around the maypole I suspect the midwife is going to be very busy.
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Some things cannot be unseen.
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Fairies, pixies, who cares? Just don’t get those ribbons tangled up. Happy May Day!
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Oh! Get those ribbons tangled! You never know who you might meet!
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Probably some guy dressed as a pixie.
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Long ago, I was once a pixie. I had to wear a brown uniform and I was part of a sect led by a Brown Owl. Sadly, if I ever had any wings, they have long since dropped off….
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I’m sure you still have wings, Andrea! They are invisible but they let you fly. Although brown is possibly my favourite colour I think it’s too dull for a pixie?
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Yes, maybe they should update Brownie uniforms so that they’re more fabulous!
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You had me wondering there Bruce!
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Glad to have put your mind at rest John.
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I can’t believe you would just lie like that. How am I ever going to trust anything you write now?
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That’s exactly what a little elf told me.
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