nicnevyn

A few weeks ago one of my elders took me to one side for a “talk”. Apparently they were concerned that I was isolating myself too much, becoming to much of a hermit. Apparently they felt that this wasn’t in my best interests and asked that I consider perhaps interacting on the scene just a little bit more.

Now there was a caveat to this, interacting didn’t mean that I had to socialise with any old nut case out there, the idea being was that I find sane, sensible like minded folks with which to interact. So a chance invitation came my way via a good aquaintance (who actually does fall into the sane and sensible category) to accompany them to a pub moot in the next town tonight.

Now normally I would have shied away in horror, but there is actually no reason to make an excuse not to go, I have more than enough money in my pocket, I’ve not been out in over a month, the significant other is willing to babysit, and public transport runs almost door to door right into the night. So I figured what the heck, even if the folks there are completely barking, and it wouldn’t surprise me, pagan moots can be very colorful places, I will have spent time with my sane and sensible good aquaintance.

And you never know I might meet some really nice people too!