So it would seem there are a variety of different kinds of Tarot cards and that asking for help in the shop is useless.
I of course didn't know this and asked for guidance to be told that "you'll be guided to the right cards you know your friend" - I must've had that look of "don't give me this just help me" on my face as she then re-iterated that she couldn't pick for me. Damn it where is a commission hungry sales person when you need one - clearly not in a new-age shop that's for sure.
Anyway after reading just about every set they had and looking at the imagery I settled on a Mythical Tarot deck based on Greek Mythology and hopefully my choice is correct as I wouldn't want to be resoponsible for unleashing some bad spirits on her.
I might try that sales technique at work - instead of helping clients I will advise them that they will be "guided towards the knickers of their choice by some mystical fairy sales assistant that only they can hear"
Also on our outing today was the most expensive smallest chicken lunch I have ever had, seriously I asked for the small garlic chicken and it was served on a saucer in an Italian cafe on Portobello Road. That's the other thing the French have now been replaced by the Italians so I'm guessing the French half term is over, to be fair there has been some great eye candy on the tube with the Italians.
I love Notting Hill there are so many characters and wonderful stalls full of little delights, it would be very easy to spend a lot of money going down just one road. Also popped into the bead store there again another place I could seriously harm the credit cards.
There are of course some photos from today and I'll post them a bit later, but for now I am going to sit back and enjoy whats left of my day off - an no we didn't make the cookies.....
Claire
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