Mother Nature.

All is not well in Fairyland. The Fairies are discontented with things in general. It might have been the weather that is getting them down, after all it has been raining on and off for the last four weeks. As I walk through Fairyland sometimes even my greetings are ignored. This has got to stop I thought to myself and decided to go and see the Fairy Queen Feeana. I will ask Her Majesty to arrange a meeting between Mother Nature and myself.

A week later it is still raining but I do have a meeting with Mother Nature. We met in Fairyland, there was I wrapped up in my mackintosh and Wellington boots with the water running down my cheeks. Mother Nature appeared in all her glory. A lovely white silk garment covered her slender body. Her hair although it is snow white with age is still wavy and Mother Nature has a kind look on her face, a few wrinkles around her lips showed that she has a sense of humour. In fact she looked something like my Granny who died a long, long time ago.

Her Voice was soft and gentle as she asked me why I wanted an appointment with such a busy person as Mother Nature that had so much work to do. I told of the unhappy Fairies in Fairyland who could not understand why it is raining so much. Mother Natures face lit up with a smile as she said to me. “That is all that you are worried about a few Fairies who have to put up with some rain.” “I am disappointed I thought that you wanted me to water a desert or bring snow at Christmas time.” “You are sure it is the fairies that you are worried about?”

I explained to Mother Nature how the Fairies are so upset because it was raining so much. It interrupted their play and work what made it worse they could find no reason why it should rain. Mother Nature gave me this answer and I must say I felt a bit of a fool for having taken up so much of her time. “For the last five years there has been very little rain here in Fairyland. The water that soaks into the ground and is called ground water has nearly dried up. This means that the roots of the trees will not get that much needed water and they will shrivel and die.” It is raining and will continue to do so until all danger of the trees going thirsty has been banned.

I thanked Mother Nature and went back to see the Fairies. I told them of my long talk with Mother Nature and her explanation of why it has been raining so much in Fairyland. This simple answer brought smiles again to the Fairies faces. I myself went off to see her Majesty Queen Feeana. I asked Her Majesty if it would be possible to teach the fairy children more about the work that Mother Nature does. It seems to me that although they know a great deal about nature something appears to be missing.

Her Majesty thought that it was a good idea and now all the Fairy Children are learning about the work that Mother Nature does. Above all they learn that it rains for a purpose although we cannot always see why.

Fairyland is once again the happy place that it always has been and tonight there will be held a Fairy Ball to celebrate the rain and for the groundwater that keeps the trees and plants alive. All are invited and I myself have a place of honour next to her Majesty. There was much elderberry wine drunken on this night and many a Fairy complained the next day that his legs were aching from too much dancing.

Mother Nature has been invited to the dance but as she is too busy I do not think that she will come. At midnight a cloud covered the moon and for two whole minutes it rained. Mother Nature had come to the ball and to let the Fairies know that rain was something that all peoples and plants and flowers need. She had in her wisdom given the Fairies a few more drops of that most precious thing, Water.

Enchanted House.

The Fairies are now in my own house,

they were let in by a wee little mouse.

I saw them this morning using a broom,

This took place in my posh front room.

In the kitchen they have eaten my ham,

Buttered them-selves some bread with jam.

The wee little mouse they gave some cheese,

Bless you one Fairy said for I had to sneeze.

My bedroom they have taken completely over,

The wallpaper is now green and full of clover.

Strange happenings all over the house,

as they play hide and seek with the mouse.

I am enchanted with it all you know,

I shall be real disappointed when they go.

Down the banister they slide one by one,

The Fairies and mouse are having great fun.

With Fairy dust they have sprinkled my house,

I owe this all to the little wee mouse.

Grateful I am that they came my way,

For once again they have made my day.

Witch Plot.

In the local newspaper I read that a coven of witches was to be held on Dartford Heath. It is nothing new for Witches to hold meetings but not on Dartford Heath this was new to me. I decided that at the time of the meeting I would be on the Heath with my powerful binoculars, I wanted to see what they were up to. A week went past and the day of the meeting or should I say night, came and I with my binoculars was out on the heath hidden behind some very high trees.

As soon as it was dark I saw them flying in on their broomsticks. One after another flew in until twenty witches were present. I crept silently closer to see if I could hear or see something new. The witches sat in a circle and were chanting some old song. There was no moon and it was very dark except for a fire that was burning in the middle of the circle. One of the witches got up and started to perform a weird dance around the fire.

Soon all of the witches were dancing and chanting around the fire. Ten minutes of dancing and chanting and then all sat around the fire once more. By now I was very close to the witches using every bit of cover, I had crept to within a few yards of them all. The witches were speaking in a very strange language, which I did not understand. After two hours the witches started to leave the meeting. One after the other got on their broomsticks and flew off into the night. Soon there were only two witches left and they huddled close to the fire and then I heard their plot.

They were going to get some spiders and feed them until they were big and strong. Then they would get the spiders to spin one huge net. With the net they would fly on their brooms dragging the net behind them. In this way they were going to fish for fairies. I could not follow them, as I do not posses a broom that flies. I decided to go back home and wait to see what if anything happened to their plot. I waited until the last two witches flew off and then I went to the fire and carefully put it out. There is always the danger of forest fires when people leave fires unattended.

Six months went past and I thought no more of the witches until suddenly a dozen or more Fairies went missing. No one had seen them go off and all were worried that something terrible might have happened to them. It was then that I remembered the two witches and their plan to catch Fairies with a large sticky cobweb. I went to Her Majesty Queen Feeana and told her of my night, watching the witches and of my suspicions that the witches had taken the Fairies by means of the sticky cobweb.

Her Majesty took from her robe the famous Magic Mirror. The mirror showed a picture of the witch’s coven and of my putting out the fire that they had left burning in the woods. The mirror then showed more pictures. The two witches feeding ordinary spiders that grew so big that they had no trouble spinning a large cobweb between two high trees. The witches then carefully cut the cobweb and attached it to their brooms. Then the two of them flew off over the woods and meadows where the Fairies were working and playing. In this way they caught the Fairies who were not prepared for the danger from the skies.

The Magic Mirror then showed a village that I recognised as being the village of Old Bexley not far away from the Dartford Heath. One old house with smoke coming from its chimneys caught my eye. The house was large and rambling and had been built many years ago. The Mirror then showed a small room in which the Fairies were being held prisoner. The door was made of solid oak and was ever so strong. A key was hanging on a nail beside the door. The door did not stop the Magic Mirror from entering the room. Two-dozen Fairies were being held prisoner here. The two witches had taken away their magic wands and the Fairies were looking very miserable indeed.

Her Majesty was now very angry and the Mirror wandered around the house and found the two witches in the kitchen drinking tea. Her Majesty’s wand came into action and turned both the witches into two large black spiders. One of the witches nearly fell into her teacup the magic from Her Majesty’s wand was very quick.

Her Majesty Queen Feeanna waved her magic wand again and all of the Fairies were now able to fly out of the room the door had completely vanished. A High-pitched whistle that could only be heard by the Fairies led them back home to Dartford Heath. The next day the Fairies spent making new Magic Wands. No one talks anymore about spiders and the two witches have been forgotten until this day, when I decided to tell you all about this story.

Fairy Colours.

Colours in thousands of different hues,
reds, yellows, orange, greens, indigo, violet and blues.
Fairies turning out colours by the hours,
delicately painting grass, trees and millions of flowers.
Everywhere I go I see with wondering delight,
that the fairies work overtime to make the world bright.
When I look at the birds of the air,
I see too they all have their share.
Even the fish in the deepest of seas,
have wonderful colours for me to please.
The clouds so high up in the skies,
are also good for a lovely surprise.
Colours nothing but colours everywhere abound,
high in the sky and below on the ground.
I once saw some fairies painting the flowers,
this they did with their magical powers.
A touch with the wand and all was changed,
colours so marvellous all freshly arranged.
The fairies then turned to the animal world,
thousands more colours magically unfurled.
Fairies work in shifts I’ll have you know,
they work so fast to put on a good show.
The next time you see colours with thousands of hues.
there is no need to wonder I have given you the clues.
The hard working fairies have given their best,
and our beautiful world is with colours blest.

Time of Giants.

Once long, long ago there were Giants roaming this earth tall strong men and women that could pull a tree out by its roots. There were also Fairies, dainty little creatures with wings. With these wings Fairies could fly. The Giants believed in brute force for everything they were terrible men and women that were always looking for trouble. At the same time there were Dragons, these Dragons were covered in a scaly skin that protected them from most of the attacks of the Giants. The Dragons and Fairies wanted only one thing and that was to be left in peace so that they could go about their daily tasks. The Dragons were not meat eaters nor were the Fairies but the Giants only ate meat, no animal be it large or small was safe from the Giants.

The Fairies were very good at making healing ointments and lotions and often helped a Dragon that had been injured by the Giants. Soon the two races, Dragons and Fairies got together to stop the Giants from Killing off every animal that they came across. In those far off days of long ago there were no colours in this world every thing was either black or white. This is when the Fairies came up with the idea of giving everything on earth its own colour. This helped all the animals to hide when the Giants were out hunting. This solved many problems but the Giants were so big that even though many animals escaped from them, others were still being killed.

The Fairies and the Dragons got together and talked for many a long hour; one of the Dragons came up with the idea for the Fairies who were very skilled in magic to make the giants small. If the Giants were one third of their height and weight, they would not be so strong and need so much meat to eat and things would be more peaceful for all of the folk on the earth. The Fairies not only made the Giants smaller and weaker but also showed them how to grow corn and other things that the Fairies themselves ate. This is how farming started and for a while all was peaceful on earth until one of the Dragons was caught happily eating corn from the fields of one of the Farmers. The Farmer swore he would stop that Dragon eating his corn even if he had to kill him. This killing of Dragons soon became a sport with the Farmers.

In China the Dragons and the Humans became friends and lived peacefully together also in other parts of the world Dragons were treated with respect. Wales is such a country, Dragons are National signs and most Welsh Firms have a Dragon for a logo. Then the Humans started off killing one another. Knights in armour with lances and swords went out deliberately to kill the Dragons. Their excuse for this killing was that Dragons eat young Maidens. This of course was not true dragons do not eat meat and they do not breathe fire from their noses. What the Dragon does have for its defence is a couple of glands that produce acid. This acid is so strong that it dissolves anything that is steel such as armour and swords. The knights were afraid of this acid because it caused terrible wounds to their flesh and parts of their bodies were dissolved and they died a terrible death.

A terrible disease swept over the world and most of the Dragons died. A few that lived in remote mountain areas managed to avoid the illness and as they are a long living race of creatures, some may still exist today in the remote parts of China for example. The Fairies too managed to save a few of the Dragons and gave them the power to become invisible. That is another reason that dragons are not to be seen.  They do not want to be seen as they recognise mankind as their worst enemy. The last Dragons that freely roamed the earth were tall with powerful wings and a long barbed tail that was in fact another deadly weapon as some of the knights of long ago can vouch for.

Many of the animals of long ago such as the Winged Horse, the Unicorn, The Phoenix, the animal that rises from its own ashes. There are many more some we cannot remember most of them now live on a planet far out in space in the Andromeda area. There they have a planet all of there own and here all live in peace. Sooner or later mankind or the humans will discover this planet and see the creatures that he hunted so long ago. I hope that by this time we will have learned to live in peace among our own nations and families and can meet in peace and harmony with each other. When this time comes the Fairies will also make themselves known and mankind will benefit even more from the knowledge of the Fairy Folk.

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