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And to think some folk think Prince Charles is a crank...

He would appear to have a fight on his hands for the title of European 'Royal' with the oddest worldview, as Princess Martha Louise of Norway "is launching an alternative school aimed at training students to contact angels". Yes, really. She is fourth in line to the Norwegian throne, and 65th in line to the British throne. Should anyone fancy the course in angelic communication, it is a bargain NOK24,000 (circa £2,000) per year.


All makes talking to one's plants seem quite harmless.
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Anonymous some guy said... 9:22 am

Interesting. Also interesting that Norway has more $millionaires than anywhere else. So much for Norse Labour and its obsession with =ity.

Red Ken loves the rich. Maybe we cd get 'im to emigrate to Oslo.  



Blogger Croydonian said... 9:28 am

I think it would be very unfriendly to inflict Livingstone on the generally splendid Norwegian nation.  



Blogger hatfield girl said... 12:50 pm

I have an angel; personal, devoted to my moral and physical defence. It towers, armed, magnificent, slightly behind my right shoulder, wings folded yet vibrant, usually with its burnished gorgeous face looking with me out into the world (sometimes unfortunate behaviour on my part leads to it covering its eyes.) And the smaller we are the more such a being counts.

Better than a Norwegian.  



Blogger Croydonian said... 12:55 pm

The last time I checked, I was wholly without any supernatural sidekicks, although much would be explained if it turned out that a trailer load of imps were part of my retinue.

I wonder if Thor is available on a free transfer from our Scandinavian friends?  



Anonymous Nomad said... 9:48 am

Ahem:: A cultural interlude:

The God of War rode out one day upon his favourite filly.

"I'm Thor", he cried.

His horse replied: "You forgot your thaddle thilly".  



Blogger Croydonian said... 9:55 am

And while we're in joke mode:

"A farmer wakes up one morning to find all his cows frozen, & not being able to move in the fields. He tries everything to get them moving but nothing worked. He tried blankets, hot water bottles, de-icer, everything. He was just about to give up when he saw an elderly woman walking near by. She gently touched each one of the cows & they began to move & start grazing as normal. The farmer said to the woman "That is fantastic, I've never seen anything like it. Whats your name?" She replied "Thora Hird"  



Blogger Caroline Hunt said... 10:59 pm

Somehow I expected them to charge more - you'd think the sort of people who are going to spend £2,000 on a course for contacting angels could probably be taken for a couple more grand.  



Anonymous verity said... 8:55 pm

HG- You write that your angel is armed. What is your angel armed with? This is a genuine question.  



Blogger hatfield girl said... 8:38 am

V, my guardian angel isn't a warrior like Michael; mostly it's a fierceness of presence in times of threat and remorseful presence when appropriate, and otherwise an alertness and joining-in with what I'm doing. It does carry a wand, a bit like what British officers used to carry. It's rather a long time since it had the reality it enjoyed in childhood, but C reminded me of it when he wrote thinking angels, ( guardian or not) where at the talking -to - plants level.

They're a very complex and longstanding, and very widespread metaphor, aren't they. I'm glad I was brought up with the belief that I have the worth to be accompanied by an angel.  



Blogger hatfield girl said... 1:06 pm

were  



Anonymous verity said... 4:35 pm

That was a very affecting post, HG. Thank you.  



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