IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH (OR, IF YOU ARE AMERICAN, “AMISH” WITH A “SQUE”) I SHOULD SKIP THE SECOND SEGMENT OF THIS POST IF I WAS YOU.
I was 10 minutes late to see Francesca for my 3rd acupuncture session in Gibraltar. As usual the traffic queue for the border in La Linea, Spain, hardly moved.
The Spanish taxi driver got fed up and dumped me a kilometre from the border. No sense in hitching a lift, so I walked to the bus in Gibraltar.
Squeamish bit !
After inserting about 20 needles all over my body ( a couple did hurt initially ), Francesca took some photos.
The side of my hands.
My legs and feet.
And finally my cat ! Noooo, my head !
You may open your eyes now 😀
While the needles were in, I drifted into a deep Transcontinental Meditation (there are frontiers involved you know !).
Wow ! I had a vision !
I was instantly transported …..
…….. back to my apartment front balcony in my Spanish village.
Below me passed a Spanish Flintstone demonstration.
My transforming Transcendental Medication vision instantly whisked me to another part of my Spanish village.
Kids in baby walkers.
Strange women with water pistols.
Girls on a roller-coaster ride.
Men dressed up as women having tea on the back of a pick-up.
And finally wine dispensed from a tipper truck.
I could take no more. I called for help.
Lo & Behold. A Liam appeared !
And with a
he disappeared in a flash.
It only took half an instant and I was back in Gibraltar.
As you have suffered so much in reading this post, here is a
needle-up pin-up of a HOT Ralph.
Ralph xox ❤