"What's up with Harold?" Meinwen whispered behind an open copy of 'Gods and Hearths'. "I just saw him in the market and he's got a face like a wet weekend in Brixton."
Julie leaned forward over her lunchtime Feta salad. "He went to see Madame le Pardo and had a tarot reading. You know she always tells the truth."
"Oh dear! That'll serve him right for not coming to see me." Meinwen dropped a sprig of thyme into her cup of hot water. "What did she tell him?"
"He sad the first card she turned over was 'The Fool'."
"Well that's good. That's the start of a journey. What else?"
"The other nine cards were The Fool as well."