We have been shooting for the finishing school story…
This is the top floor of the old silk mill, (later a tobacco mill!) where my new studio is taking shape. Brrrrr….it is getting too cold to shoot up here.
They are lovely girls, are Charlotte and Samantha, and very rarely moan, but I could tell their poor little bare bottoms were freezing, so I wound the shoot up and said lets go and get warm, and have a cup of tea.
Bloody hell! Quick or what? Zoom! They were gone, after I had untied them that is…
Gone!
I get lovely vibes from this old place, it was the biggest employer of young women in the town where I live in the 1920’s, maybe I can sense them there. Do you remember me telling you of the ghost I used to sense and talk to in the old office block where my old studio was? I felt just a bit scared when I saw a flitting shadow or felt a breath, but she was friendly, and never a worry.
When these two had gone down stairs I looked around the big deserted upper floor and sat down by the pillar you have just seen on the top photo. So big, so quiet, I felt very alone….it was lovely.
“If any spirit is here, don’t be shy, make contact. I feel warm and welcomed here, and would like to say hello” I said as friendly as I could, looking all around hoping!
Nothing, just a couple of creaks.
Full of age, and smells great. But safe. I love it here!
I know this might sound silly to you, but I believe. When I wrote my first novel, which was about a man who gets lost in a pack of tarot cards and spirit guides, ‘The Illustrated Mind of Mike Reeves’…..lol….nice ordinary tale!…
Click here…
and here if ou fancy a read…
…https://www.amazon.com/Illustrated-Mind-Mike-Reeves-ebook/dp/B006HCU0KU
… I went to spiritualist classes, seances and all sorts, for research. I was a bit scared, but I needed to know. It left me with a simple conclusion ….there definitely is something in it. I saw it, I felt it, and now believe in it.
That is all I will say…you are not here for that, and I am not going to force it on you. But I just wanted you to know, it’s just another layer of me. That’s all…
Asa