The first is not so much speculative as a move that will happen. In my life I’ve acquired a horde of strange books and even stranger object d’curio. I will open a pop up shop of old curiosity! It would be fashioned much like the wonderful Hammer Film ‘From beyond the grave’. Every object, and this is true, has a story, so the shop would also serve as somewhere to discourse on the weird and wonderful, so I’d probably serve some lovely cake and the best teas from around the world too.
The second, I would like to say the leader of a sex cult religious sect. But as an anarchist I believe everyone should be the leader or nobody should be.
there would be no temple or church building as the whole of Nature is both the kingdom and the Deity to whom we adore. Also, it probably wouldn’t be a wild sex cult, we’d probably end up having picnics in the woods and forests drinking fine teas from around the world and eating delicious home made cake… and getting fat.
Thirdly, allow myself to indulge. I would be a food critic. Sampling the finest menus from across the country and let’s add, might as well, the world. The idea that people serve you with all the smarmy fake politeness has to offer fills me with dread, anyway I’m sure I could put up with that to sample exquisite sounding pretentious foods and of course, the finest teas from around the world, and scrummy cake.
The Western Gate 
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