A ROOSTERS TALE.

I would like to begin with an account of typical Roosters’ (Chinese Astrology) behaviour.

I owned a little cottage on the main A25 Brighton Road in Surrey. The front door was barely 2 feet from the main road and the house was very close to the little cluster of shops that people, very tongue in cheek, named the village. We were two miles up the road from Croydon, hardly the countryside. My point is, it was very busy, what with the people driving to Brighton/Gatwick and the foot traffic to the nearby shops.

It was about 1pm, I was doing a bit of housework when there was a knock at the door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see an extremely smart gentleman wearing a chauffeur’s outfit. He explained he had someone ‘terribly important’ in the car that, wanted a Clairvoyant Reading. Apparently this person was too important to make an appointment!


They also required it NOW….right now. I wasn’t terribly busy. I had a couple of hours to kill before I had to get the kids from school so I thought, why not. Yes they could come in and have a reading,  (I own a big dog) I was becoming intrigued now and wondering who it was.

There was another knock on the door as I waited; it was the chauffeur again. He had now come to inform me that this person was terribly well known and it might cause a bit of a rumpus if he were to be seen extracting himself from the car. So I was asked to go to the car and do the reading in there.

I had never had such a request and said no. He looked disappointed so I added I wouldn’t be able too, as there wouldn’t be enough room. He said, “I think Madam will find, if she looks, that there will be plenty of room for Madam to work in. Probably more than you’ve got in there”, he said, as he pointed to my little house.


Was I annoyed? You bettcha! I decided to go and have a look . As I climbed the few steps up to the road, I saw the biggest limousine with tinted windows; it was the works, the best that I had ever seen. A crowd of “Villagers” had already gathered round. It made me curious to know who was in the car, so I agreed.

I got in and jealously viewed the interior. Indeed I wished my house had been that roomy! When my eyes settled I was amused to find a very famous American chat show host (who must remain nameless and who I had once met, briefly before on another occasion) puffing on a cigar and smiling.

He explained he was sorry for all the cloak and dagger stuff but there was always a concern that if he pre-booked anything, the press would be informed blah, blah, and blah! He told me he was just about to fly out of Gatwick Airport and as I was, en route he thought he would stop in.

I proceeded with the reading, the details of which, I would never reveal. After, he thanked me and told me how hard it was being him! He could hardly go out in public and had to always be mindful to keep a low profile as the press hounded him. Poor man!


Now lets look at the facts;

This very famous international star whilst keeping a low profile chose to ride round in the biggest chauffeur driven Limo, I had ever seen.

Whilst we talked he instructed his driver to just keep driving a mile down the road, go around the roundabout and loop back up to my house over and over again. We basically drove round and round the town square, drawing massive amounts of attention to ourselves when just a few miles away you can reach empty country roads.


When it was time for me to be dropped home, it was apparent the jungle drums had been in full swing as a massive crowd had formed outside my tiny (Yes, There was no need to point that out to me) cottage!

I fully expected to be unceremoniously chucked from a speeding vehicle so the identity of the super star who had come to see me (the Witch of Whyteleafe as I was lovingly referred to by some of the neighbours) would be protected.


However, after having listened to his poor boy speech earlier, I was staggered to watch him get right out of the car and introduce himself to the madding crowd and talk and shake hands, and even sign autographs before speeding off and forgetting to pay me.

All this and the Hen House of women he keeps, points to one inexplicable fact! You know who you are mister! In fact I contacted him and read him this piece; he was most amused, as Roosters have a keen sense of fun. (and no, he still hasn’t paid me!)

“He is a typical Chinese Rooster. Loves to strut, enjoys a crowd watching him strut and of course…there’s the hen house full of hens… ”

So read on and see if you recognise, anyone you know in these Chinese astro personality profiles?


“Heaven is eternal, and earth is long lasting

Why are they so enduring?

Because they live not for themselves.”

From The Tao.

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