I sat in my basement study, trying to revise for an exam – I needed to be able to regurgitate some facts and figures. My concentration was shot. A stream of light filtered through the slated blinds, and the dust motes danced. My mind went off on a complete tangent. Were these fairies? Would they be there in the exam room tomorrow and come to my rescue. Half an hour passed, as I watched, mesmerised by these tiny particles.
Rationality didn’t stand a chance. Neptune, the planet of the imagination, was contacting my Mercury and you could say I was away with the fairies. They were far more interesting. I realised this kind of study was not for me.
Babs Kirby 