tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post116224431460399297..comments2007-03-08T18:16:06.446Zmary annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12059182914563988589noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162498261323595232006-11-02T20:11:00.000Z2006-11-02T20:11:00.000Z

Yes ‘anonymous’, that is what happened. Being a ‘sinister’ and looking the way I do seemed to be enough for my Yoruba speaking friends to make their diagnosis.

Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13379263722679142898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162302893399526232006-10-31T13:54:00.000Z2006-10-31T13:54:00.000Z

What was the other 'many things' that gave you away? You are saying that on the basis of you being 'sinister' that they called you a wizard -be it good or bad it was on that basis????

Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162299936357966432006-10-31T13:05:00.000Z2006-10-31T13:05:00.000Z

Great story! Just loved it. Weird shit like that really tends to spice up one's day.

General Catzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06103494592585413218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162297941352681072006-10-31T12:32:00.000Z2006-10-31T12:32:00.000Z

Slag - In England those regions would be Norfolk and and Lincolnshire.

Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13379263722679142898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162295298906712732006-10-31T11:48:00.000Z2006-10-31T11:48:00.000Z

No comment.

Stephen Grassonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162287770791532532006-10-31T09:42:00.000Z2006-10-31T09:42:00.000Z

It’s not so strange that they would think you are a wizard. It does seem odd that they would walk up to you and actually say it to your face. I wonder what the next course of action would have been had you confirmed their original suspicion. I’ve read that in some regions, those suspected of black magic are treated to a burning tire around their neck.

slaghammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09953077995449374710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162272979089368762006-10-31T05:36:00.000Z2006-10-31T05:36:00.000Z

Never a dull moment in the life of David. Sheesh! That train ride story is a delight. I wish I could have seen it, but the next best thing is your descriptive wending of words to paint me the picture! Thanks. <BR/><BR/>Hope this week is better for you.

cindrahttp://cindra.typepad.com/thoughts/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162267691685197002006-10-31T04:08:00.000Z2006-10-31T04:08:00.000Z

Ah, they got you too? I was first identified as a potential demonic force when a teacher in a catholic primary school caught me writing with my left hand. Unfortunately, her worst fears were confirmed: I refused to have my natural brain wiring stuffed up by changing to the other hand (unlike a poor girl in the same class, who the teacher was very proud of, despite giving her a learning disability

Shaunnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-1162260446285714772006-10-31T02:07:00.000Z2006-10-31T02:07:00.000Z

You should have messed with the dudes, pretended to put a spell on them or somethin. At least, that's what I woulda done.

Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921674475404090864noreply@blogger.com