Author: David Southwell

Hookland 11/1/21 22:26:42

Bonfire smoke ghosts play at the end of garden where it meets the wood. Strings of bryony berries – you remember Nan telling you they were called the Devil’s cherries – loop from trees. Winter is walking down the lane. London now seems a more impossible idea than sleeping gods.

Hookland 11/1/21 23:15:38

“Remember that hippy Guv?” “Which hippy? There are so many of them.” “The one that took that acid and thought all the black witches’ butter fungus was one self-aware entity planning to possess people.” “How could I forget.” “Just been found dead in the woods.” – #DICallaghan

Hookland 10/6/21 1:04:17

@MightyJoeNolan The art and craft of magic are profoundly different fields that unite in acts before dividing again. Also, you will probably find witch-weavers were doing it way before postmodernists.

Hookland 10/6/21 2:56:15

@SJFTremoribus @ScornaLott @PaoloSammut It is like the French and the superstition of stepping in dogshit – it all depends on time of day as to whether it is good or bad omen.

Hookland 10/6/21 5:22:06

The English rural church – all cursed monuments, graveyard ghosts and twitching knight effigies – is as much a reservoir of eerie as an encampment of Christ. – #CLNolan https://t.co/MEAtvcRANO