Truthfully I hadn’t a clue where to start and I didn’t know
which bus to catch for Transylvania.
This was not like fishing, where you could go to a shop, buy some fish,
take them home and say “Look what I caught!”
Yes, okay, I know I should start at the beginning, but in reality I had
started at the end. You see I knew what
the finished product should be, so I was already at the end. All I needed now was to find where the start
point was and as they say, join the two points together.
At school the start line was always a priest with a gun, so I
began searching on-line for priests with guns, now you should get it. Okay?
Keep up! It wasn’t as bad as the
time my youngest son asked me to download the film XXX. I didn’t know that of the eleventeen million
results Google found for me, that none of them starred Mark Sinclair Vincent
who you would know played the character Xander Cage in the film XXX but is more
better known as Vin Diesel.
However, even though there were plenty of priests with guns
and nuns, in rubber, that’s the next blog again, well; the one after the next
one. Bear with me. I still didn’t know where to start. I knew loads of priests, in fact I would
describe my school experience as one long cage fight with priests, and my
school was known as Violent Hell. But
before they would thrash us, they would always say that this would hurt them
more than it would hurt us. It was their
attempt to mold us into proper young little gentlemen.
And that’s when it hit me.
Not a priest, but the notion that I should do a wee bit of research into
making moulds, from which of course would spring the wonderful and unique
products that are Celtic Illumination. I
had found my start line and I hadn’t been anywhere near Transylvania!
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