Psychics Fair at Birr

Cruising around Birr after dawn I was somewhat surprised to find a hotel with a full carpark, given these recessionary blues. And then I found the sign advertising the Psychics and Holistic Healing Fair, beginning at noon. Too good to pass up, even if it did cost me €6 to get in. I didn't let anyone read my palm, and no-one seemed very keen to talk to me, despite my best efforts to appear harmless.

What I was unable to capture was the fog of incense hanging below the ceiling, mainly because most of the light in the room was coming from large purple candles. It made covert portraiture not a little difficult also. Such an array of crystals, angels, star-spangled fabrics I have never beheld. I was sorry afterwards that I didn't have the balls to just march up to some of them and ask straight out for a portrait shot. I was outnumbered and secretly afraid they would lynch me.