Month: August 2020

Ashcourt Liberties, episcopal peculiars, the Thanks To The French King tavern – there have always been places in Hookland where regalian right was revoked, where the laws of the land did not apply. In some places, the laws of time are seemingly also rescinded. – George Kindred

Ashcourt Liberties, episcopal peculiars, the Thanks To The French King tavern – there have always been places in Hookland where regalian right was revoked, where the laws of the land did not apply. In some places, the laws of time are seemingly also rescinded. – George Kindred

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 8, 2020

@TheSacredIsle Silver or bronze. What are you with gold? King of the Noddies? No, Faery Silver or Baron Bronze.

Silver or bronze. What are you with gold? King of the Noddies? No, Faery Silver or Baron Bronze.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 8, 2020

Listening to the new @LukeHaines_News and @peterbuck album and delighted by it’s second track synchronicity with Hookland’s most famous musical son. https://t.co/q3sdGBgP4f

Listening to the new @LukeHaines_News and @peterbuck album and delighted by it's second track synchronicity with Hookland's most famous musical son. https://t.co/q3sdGBgP4f

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

Why does this @LukeHaines_News synchronicity matter, because he has always been part of the soundtrack to the county. https://t.co/ckT9X48vVA

Why does this @LukeHaines_News synchronicity matter, because he has always been part of the soundtrack to the county. pic.twitter.com/ckT9X48vVA

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

@getbeerbearings @LukeHaines_News @peterbuck I don‰Ûªt think Mr. Buck is on Twitter And was not trying to @ him, but in this heat, greasy sausage fingers cause all sort of malarkey. Sorry for the intrusion.

I don’t think Mr. Buck is on Twitter And was not trying to @ him, but in this heat, greasy sausage fingers cause all sort of malarkey. Sorry for the intrusion.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

The sea-witch, the salt-hag is one who makes inks from bladderwack and the ashes of burnt boats. Marks her book with words whispered by the waves, the gossip of gulls. – Emily Banting, 1981 #NationalMarineWeek https://t.co/xZO7QCwshc

The sea-witch, the salt-hag is one who makes inks from bladderwack and the ashes of burnt boats. Marks her book with words whispered by the waves, the gossip of gulls. – Emily Banting, 1981 #NationalMarineWeek pic.twitter.com/xZO7QCwshc

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

@MariaStrutz I am going to be quite sad when I finish transcribing her final article for @RitualsZine.

I am going to be quite sad when I finish transcribing her final article for @RitualsZine.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

@louise6692 @LoreCurious @lazcorp @mrlorro @NosCalanGaeaf @TheSacredIsle @banefolk Thank you. Deeply appreciated.

Thank you. Deeply appreciated.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

Alongside all the usual ACT graffiti calling for the blowing up of pylons and the standard PAVEL MIKOYAN IS SCREAMING ON THE MOON, I‰Ûªm seeing a lot THE FAERIES NEVER LEFT and SPACE IS THE PLACE spat onto walls and bus shelters. ‰ÛÒ #MattAdams, 1980

Alongside all the usual ACT graffiti calling for the blowing up of pylons and the standard PAVEL MIKOYAN IS SCREAMING ON THE MOON, I’m seeing a lot THE FAERIES NEVER LEFT and SPACE IS THE PLACE spat onto walls and bus shelters. – #MattAdams, 1980

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020

@johnreppion Two Cadbury Cream Eggs in quick succession in 1983. Enough for a lifetime.

Two Cadbury Cream Eggs in quick succession in 1983. Enough for a lifetime.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 7, 2020