ReptonGuide 9/1/21 0:10:56

I am a spiv magician. I speak the language of pavement shrine spirit, bus shelter sigil. I can divine from pigeon shit splatter, from seemingly random shouts of Park bench nutters. To walk the city is to dance with magic ain‰Ûªt it? – Davey Barlow

ReptonGuide 9/1/21 7:25:45

They tumble from pubs of Wale Street – Prospect of Kent, My Dutch Uncle, Spit of the Worm – monkey drunk. Barge through ghosts of a boy who fell from a cart, a widow who dropped from hunger, 17 bomb dead. They won‰Ûªt remember which pub they were cursed in, won‰Ûªt see next week.

Hookland 9/1/21 1:15:04

In the late 17th century, among the cunning folk there rose a class known as ‘wonder-doctors’. Renowned as healers, their list of clients included the most powerful families in the county. Any accusation of witchcraft bounced off them like rain against woodland canopy.

Hookland 9/1/21 1:37:20

People still argue as to precise ingredients and details of the ‘Five-herb smoke on a Two-thorn fire cure’ of cunning man and wonder-doctor Richard Stranger. It is still used today in the Shire of Strangers and even some chemists sell under-the-counter packets of Five-herb Mix.

Hookland 9/1/21 2:22:40

Looks as if we need to go back to having a regular #FeckOffFascistFriday. There is no place for blood and soil numpties in Hookland. No place for those ethno-state masturbators. There is nothing in the county for them but the worst of curses. #FolkloreAgainstFascism https://t.co/lOkn6xyUC1

Hookland 9/1/21 2:31:43

@catvincent That pissmire long left the county before they started badgering @reviewwales. No, I think a return to making them know just how unwelcome needs to be more regularly – especially as some very big folklore accounts are following those with Roman salute bio backgrounds.