Two

Today is the day, then.  With no idea what to expect, or who I will encounter, I am going to a meeting of what seems to be the nearest local group.  The most altruistic friend in the world has agreed to come along for moral support.  It all starts here: the big adventure which might zoom off in any direction.  It is the first day of a new life.  I do not feel any different.  Still, I am hardly likely to give up the day job.  Or the family.  Or the domestic drudgery.  Or flopping around on the sofa with a fleecy throw and an Aero.  I wonder what paranormal investigators wear?  Eye liner seems important.  I think I will settle for sensible footwear.  Convinced I will get lost, I put a road map, an apple and a water bottle in the car.  It is a wicked world out there, and I am only familiar with the bits of it which have kept me busy for the last quarter of a century.  The rest of it is the abode of dragons.  Oh well, here we come.