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The Man that Saw Fairies.

While in town doing my weekly shopping I decided to go to the local Public House to have a meal. On entering the premises I saw a sign advertising the day’s menu. Going to the bar I ordered a pint of bitter beer and gave my order for my midday lunch. Steak and Kidney pie was my choice. Sitting myself down at a table with my freshly drawn beer I listened to two men standing at the bar. “I tell you that I have seen them with my own eyes. Small with wings flying around as if no one could see them; about thirty of them I counted. Difficult thing to do when all are flying around as if they had no care in the world.” “Fairies as my youngest daughter described them the last time we were together on the Heath at Dartford.”

“I say there are no such things as Fairies.” It was the other man speaking. “Can you prove that you saw them or are they just figments of your imagination?”  “Any one can come in here and tell such a story but is it true? Can you back your statement up with a photo?” I listened to the two men as I waited for my steak and kidney pie to be served. At one point I thought that they had agreed that there were such things as Fairies for each bought the other a fresh pint of beer. I ate and paid for my dinner and left the Public House. The two men were still in a loud conversation and it was the Landlord of the pub that put his finger to his head in the old way of saying they are both nuts. Fairies indeed he smiled as I walked out.

The following day as I went to the clearance by the old oak tree I saw the two men again. This time both had what looked like very expensive cameras. I sat myself down under the old oak tree’s foliage and listened to the two men. “There is one over there by the Elder tree can you see it?”  “No I cannot see anything have you made a photo?” Then along came about thirty Fairies all were flying in a symmetrical line and then broke up to fly around the men’s heads. I smiled the Fairies were being very cheeky and the man that said he had seen Fairies on the Heath was pointing his camera here and there taking photos of the Fairies. After about an hour the two men walked away from the clearance; if they had not been so busy with their cameras they would have seen me sitting in the shade under the old oak tree. The following day I could not resist it I went again to the Public House to see if the two men were there. They were there and I ordered a portion of Shepherd’s Pie and a pint of best bitter beer. I did not go to my table straight away and stood at the bar listening to the two men. One had about fifty photos that he was showing to the other man. “There is one,” his voice was loud and very excitable. Here is another. The man he was showing his Fairies to could only see pictures of leaves and of the sky between the branches of the trees. Not one photo of a Fairy. The man that claimed he had seen and now photographed photos of Fairies asked me to look at his pictures. I must admit all I could see was the trees, the sky and many leaves but not one sign of a Fairy. If I had not witnessed the pair of them in Fairyland on the day previous I would have agreed with the man that said there were no such things as Fairies. By the way if you really want a good inexpensive meal in Great Britain choose a Public House the food is always fresh and very good. Bern