This coastalblog update brought to you thanks to the intrepid reporting of Lesley.
It's not often my walk home is interrupted by an urgent cry of "Matt, you've got to come, there's people stood around the clocktower and they're singing". Not often enough amyway. So I tagged along behind an in-full-flight Jim, to see some genuine Ormskirk weirdness.
We met Lesley on a bench, at a safe distance. There was a group of people there all right, but they'd stopped singing, and instead circled the clocktower as though it were some chi-chi Victorian maypole, banging staffs on the ground at each point of the compass inset into the paving.
With impeccable timing, the alarm went off at work, so I had to go and see to that, but I am informed that Ormskirk is being menaced by a great evil, and this wednesday night ritual is in order to save us from said looming menace, and will continue.
Of course, in a couple of weeks time the students get back, and wednesday night is their traditional getting arsehold night. Drunk students, meet robed cultists. Robed cultists, drunk students. I'm sure you'll all get on just fine. I may buy a deck chair.
And what of this evil? Clearly it bears further investigation. Maybe these are the End Times, presaged as they have been by arson and inadequate model boating facilities? Watch this space.
It's not often my walk home is interrupted by an urgent cry of "Matt, you've got to come, there's people stood around the clocktower and they're singing". Not often enough amyway. So I tagged along behind an in-full-flight Jim, to see some genuine Ormskirk weirdness.
We met Lesley on a bench, at a safe distance. There was a group of people there all right, but they'd stopped singing, and instead circled the clocktower as though it were some chi-chi Victorian maypole, banging staffs on the ground at each point of the compass inset into the paving.
With impeccable timing, the alarm went off at work, so I had to go and see to that, but I am informed that Ormskirk is being menaced by a great evil, and this wednesday night ritual is in order to save us from said looming menace, and will continue.
Of course, in a couple of weeks time the students get back, and wednesday night is their traditional getting arsehold night. Drunk students, meet robed cultists. Robed cultists, drunk students. I'm sure you'll all get on just fine. I may buy a deck chair.
And what of this evil? Clearly it bears further investigation. Maybe these are the End Times, presaged as they have been by arson and inadequate model boating facilities? Watch this space.
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