With apologies for a negative start.

Last year I reported the strange circles in the Forest and Woods of France and in the Commune of St Dennis d'Oleron, under every Tree, Shrub, Bush or large Weed. I brought back no photographic evidence.

This year I took my camera on a Cycle Route past a Picnic Place, near the sea to one side and the Forest to the other. I chose just one track into the Forest at random and ventured just 20 to 30 meters in. As I expected there they were, the Magic Paper Circles, in front of me and to my left and right. I didn't need to move my position to capture 4 Circles in all their glory.

Just what Strange Rituals are carried out in these Circles when the Moon and Stars and possibly the Tides are right? Furthermore how did these Worshippers know that I had returned? How did they inflict their revenge on me for last years mention in my blog.

Inflict they did, I had only been back for two days when I awoke in the night with a strange pain in my back. That spread to my arms, followed later by a clenching, gripping pain in my chest.

When boys of a certain age get such pains it is right to worry, we looked out all the emergency numbers. The only comfortable position for me was on the edge of a seat bolt upright. I spent several hours like that until finally I was violently sick over and over again. I was off my food for a week my stomach was so upset, at precisely seven days the clenching chest pains returned in violent spasms lasting for half a day. After this the pain worked itself down until after ten days on bread and water I started to eat everything I could lay my hands on.
Not I may add anything that could not be cooked, peeled, shelled or unwrapped which sadly excludes those lovely spicy olives and cold sausages which often spend days, nay weeks, exposed on a stall out in the hot sun.

Clearly I had got myself a bug from somewhere, we had both eaten all the same things which ruled out contaminated food. There are more theories, (I will post later), however did these Circle People send me a visit from one of their wing-ed carriers?

Incidentally we were talking to an Oleron resident, I told her that I didn't like the Mayor of Saint Dennis as Campingcars were now banned from parking at all on the Atlantic coast.
What did she say? "Maybe you should kill him". ! ! ! Bit sever that I thought.