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Phoenix Guide to Strange England: #Hookland. Run by David Southwell
#Hauntology Re-wilding #Folklore #FolkHorror #Psychogeography #LandscapePunk Re-enchantment Is Resistance
#Hauntology Re-wilding #Folklore #FolkHorror #Psychogeography #LandscapePunk Re-enchantment Is Resistance
I'd like to think all of the children in my class are wise enough to not open any bottles washed up by the river. However, there's always one that hasn't paid attention in storytime to the perils of unsealing a witch bottle. That child is so often Kevin Butt. – Joanna Vickers #VOH
January 26, 2026 at 11:21 AM
I'd like to think all of the children in my class are wise enough to not open any bottles washed up by the river. However, there's always one that hasn't paid attention in storytime to the perils of unsealing a witch bottle. That child is so often Kevin Butt. – Joanna Vickers #VOH
@vardenscuticles.bsky.social If you ever want a copy of the Hookland Writer's Bible for stuff just DM me (DMs always open).
January 26, 2026 at 10:47 AM
@vardenscuticles.bsky.social If you ever want a copy of the Hookland Writer's Bible for stuff just DM me (DMs always open).
Goodnight from Matt Adams, getting stony silence when asking regulars about Spade Brides folklore in The Merry Doe pub. Goodnight from Louise Layfield, stitching silvered-magic into her shawl in case she meets any Half-there Folk while out and about. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 25, 2026 at 10:04 PM
Goodnight from Matt Adams, getting stony silence when asking regulars about Spade Brides folklore in The Merry Doe pub. Goodnight from Louise Layfield, stitching silvered-magic into her shawl in case she meets any Half-there Folk while out and about. Goodnight from Hookland.
If you think now is the moment for pissing on someone’s chips, for trying to pull down something that gives a little sustaining wonder - you’re a wanker. If you think now is the time for pedantic theorising or backseat lecturing of others on the frontline - sit down and think about your numptytism.
January 25, 2026 at 8:37 PM
If you think now is the moment for pissing on someone’s chips, for trying to pull down something that gives a little sustaining wonder - you’re a wanker. If you think now is the time for pedantic theorising or backseat lecturing of others on the frontline - sit down and think about your numptytism.
There is some superb stuff here.
Hey, I'm clearing out some damaged book stock if anybody wants something <3
Damaged Braag Books (minor visible scuffs) up for grabs for the cost of postage only! £2.50 for up to three books via paypal (UK).
We've got
5 x Sarah Westcott's Pond
4 x Sarah Royston's Fernseed
1 x Andrew Cartwright's Necrosmologies
1 x Nina Murray's Gannota
Comment to claim 💚
We've got
5 x Sarah Westcott's Pond
4 x Sarah Royston's Fernseed
1 x Andrew Cartwright's Necrosmologies
1 x Nina Murray's Gannota
Comment to claim 💚
January 25, 2026 at 7:59 PM
There is some superb stuff here.
It is in a city's nature to spawn secret societies, cults of dubious nature. Havens for collaborative sorcery. You can deny this truth, but I only need walk you along certain streets in Ashcourt or Weychester to prove you wrong and manners make such a prospect uncomfortable to me. – #CLNolan
January 25, 2026 at 5:35 PM
It is in a city's nature to spawn secret societies, cults of dubious nature. Havens for collaborative sorcery. You can deny this truth, but I only need walk you along certain streets in Ashcourt or Weychester to prove you wrong and manners make such a prospect uncomfortable to me. – #CLNolan
The stone now called The Devil' Fingernail was once known as The Old King's Arrow and may have been the folkloric place called Wōdan's Spear. The importance isn't in the names themselves, but that the Long Neolithic has to power to demand such naming. – Dr. K. Brophy #StandingStoneSunday
January 25, 2026 at 2:15 PM
The stone now called The Devil' Fingernail was once known as The Old King's Arrow and may have been the folkloric place called Wōdan's Spear. The importance isn't in the names themselves, but that the Long Neolithic has to power to demand such naming. – Dr. K. Brophy #StandingStoneSunday
We are community or we are less. We are engines of kindness and connectivity or we are less. When decency is framed as a radical position we must remain who we are. Our resistance is also in refusing to be less openhearted and filled with compassion.
January 25, 2026 at 12:31 PM
We are community or we are less. We are engines of kindness and connectivity or we are less. When decency is framed as a radical position we must remain who we are. Our resistance is also in refusing to be less openhearted and filled with compassion.
Goodnight from Eleanor Jex, sighing wearily as Freddie Rathbone tries to persuade her yet again to drive up to Burrow Lane to see its infamous ghost lights. Goodnight from Madeline Foster, praying the thousand names of Pan into the dark of the night. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 24, 2026 at 10:05 PM
Goodnight from Eleanor Jex, sighing wearily as Freddie Rathbone tries to persuade her yet again to drive up to Burrow Lane to see its infamous ghost lights. Goodnight from Madeline Foster, praying the thousand names of Pan into the dark of the night. Goodnight from Hookland.
Folklore is a living force. The infrastructure may change from wooden bridge to concrete flyover, but folklore adapts, finds a new life among us. Half-there Folk, Lords of Underside and of course Whisperers, still loiter despite the traffic spluttering above them. – Dr. M. Benn
January 24, 2026 at 5:14 PM
Folklore is a living force. The infrastructure may change from wooden bridge to concrete flyover, but folklore adapts, finds a new life among us. Half-there Folk, Lords of Underside and of course Whisperers, still loiter despite the traffic spluttering above them. – Dr. M. Benn
Living on Hookland's coast it isn't just salt hags who know the power of the ocean. Everyone understands the King-Under-the-Sea has an insatiable appetite for land, that his tide teeth will always bite. No wall, however high, will keep him out forever. – #EmilyCBanting, 1981
January 24, 2026 at 2:45 PM
Living on Hookland's coast it isn't just salt hags who know the power of the ocean. Everyone understands the King-Under-the-Sea has an insatiable appetite for land, that his tide teeth will always bite. No wall, however high, will keep him out forever. – #EmilyCBanting, 1981
Goodnight from János Daruvár, driving the Dracula Bus from Coreham to Ashcourt so the Corehamites can see the banned film ‘The Dozen Daughters of Hell’. Goodnight from Julie Rust, staying up to read teacup steam in a desperate act of ex-boyfriend turifumy. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 23, 2026 at 10:23 PM
Goodnight from János Daruvár, driving the Dracula Bus from Coreham to Ashcourt so the Corehamites can see the banned film ‘The Dozen Daughters of Hell’. Goodnight from Julie Rust, staying up to read teacup steam in a desperate act of ex-boyfriend turifumy. Goodnight from Hookland.
The root of hag come from the German hagzussa and Old English hægtesse – hedge-sitter. For those old boundaries of the land, whether tangled threshold of hawthorn or stacked stone, were magical thresholds. Sitting atop them, the witch could see beyond into the Otherworld. – #EmilyCBanting, 1981
January 23, 2026 at 3:26 PM
The root of hag come from the German hagzussa and Old English hægtesse – hedge-sitter. For those old boundaries of the land, whether tangled threshold of hawthorn or stacked stone, were magical thresholds. Sitting atop them, the witch could see beyond into the Otherworld. – #EmilyCBanting, 1981
In Hookland, Lazybones is an avoidance word, a word covering a taboo. It's akin to ancient Germanic cultures using bear to avoid saying the creature's actual name for fear utterance would call it to them. We say Lazybones because to speak its true name is a summoning. – Molly Ash #VOH
January 23, 2026 at 1:36 PM
In Hookland, Lazybones is an avoidance word, a word covering a taboo. It's akin to ancient Germanic cultures using bear to avoid saying the creature's actual name for fear utterance would call it to them. We say Lazybones because to speak its true name is a summoning. – Molly Ash #VOH
Goodnight from Daniel Haggard, somewhat surprised to hear Matins bells coming from the long-ruined abbey of Crowstone. Goodnight from Maddie Long, smudging condensation warnings to herself on the kitchen windows as she sleepwalks the hollow hours. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 22, 2026 at 10:08 PM
Goodnight from Daniel Haggard, somewhat surprised to hear Matins bells coming from the long-ruined abbey of Crowstone. Goodnight from Maddie Long, smudging condensation warnings to herself on the kitchen windows as she sleepwalks the hollow hours. Goodnight from Hookland.
What does the witch know? She knows where the land whispers, she knows where the land growls. This is a vital comprehension. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
January 22, 2026 at 5:10 PM
What does the witch know? She knows where the land whispers, she knows where the land growls. This is a vital comprehension. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
To stand at the edge of the wood is an intoxication. As a witch I feel it as a rush of green communion, a wave of possibility roaring towards me. You feel it touching you psychic skin, somewhere between the tease of a lover and warning of scratches to come. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
January 22, 2026 at 10:01 AM
To stand at the edge of the wood is an intoxication. As a witch I feel it as a rush of green communion, a wave of possibility roaring towards me. You feel it touching you psychic skin, somewhere between the tease of a lover and warning of scratches to come. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
Goodnight from Petra Briers, fiercely praying to St. Benedict to stop the Weir Witch’s bones ever drifting together again. Goodnight from Rosie Mundell, waiting for the birds to stitch dawn to the dark sky with their urgent songs and end a night filled with tears. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 21, 2026 at 10:23 PM
Goodnight from Petra Briers, fiercely praying to St. Benedict to stop the Weir Witch’s bones ever drifting together again. Goodnight from Rosie Mundell, waiting for the birds to stitch dawn to the dark sky with their urgent songs and end a night filled with tears. Goodnight from Hookland.
Ashcourt Necropolis may be territory ceded to the Empire of the Dead, but its peace is not easy. Lithic lookouts watch paths. Grave guardians stand by doors. The living are not forgiven all our trespass. Even if we've valid business with the departed, we remain a stone sufferance. – #CLNolan
January 21, 2026 at 6:16 PM
Ashcourt Necropolis may be territory ceded to the Empire of the Dead, but its peace is not easy. Lithic lookouts watch paths. Grave guardians stand by doors. The living are not forgiven all our trespass. Even if we've valid business with the departed, we remain a stone sufferance. – #CLNolan
'The Fetch's Walk' – 1982 painting by Hookland artist Lou Kemp manifesting the folklore of Old Mother Kemp, who's fetch is still said to walk certain paths Hobden Woods.
January 21, 2026 at 12:46 PM
'The Fetch's Walk' – 1982 painting by Hookland artist Lou Kemp manifesting the folklore of Old Mother Kemp, who's fetch is still said to walk certain paths Hobden Woods.
Jennie Willow was an arrogant woman. The sort who thought calling herself Witch Queen would have no consequences. You have to be careful when telling stories about yourself that those tales don’t attract the wrong sort of attention. Especially teeth and talons attention. – Mary Hider #VOH
January 21, 2026 at 9:32 AM
Jennie Willow was an arrogant woman. The sort who thought calling herself Witch Queen would have no consequences. You have to be careful when telling stories about yourself that those tales don’t attract the wrong sort of attention. Especially teeth and talons attention. – Mary Hider #VOH
Goodnight from Till Leyland, secretly hoping she will dream of a girl instead of a husband after midnight barley sowing for St. Agnes’ Eve. Goodnight from Edward Haverton, ensuring his home’s door to a room where it is always 1898 is definitely triple-locked. Goodnight from Hookland.
January 20, 2026 at 10:02 PM
Goodnight from Till Leyland, secretly hoping she will dream of a girl instead of a husband after midnight barley sowing for St. Agnes’ Eve. Goodnight from Edward Haverton, ensuring his home’s door to a room where it is always 1898 is definitely triple-locked. Goodnight from Hookland.
In county folklore, the Queen of Owls reigns from dusk to dawn. In each of her feathers, a map of wisdom. On each of her talons, three drops of blood to cure or curse. Her carved avatars are everywhere. Each one providing her with intelligence. From pew to pub, she peers upon us all. – Dr. M.Benn
January 20, 2026 at 5:55 PM
In county folklore, the Queen of Owls reigns from dusk to dawn. In each of her feathers, a map of wisdom. On each of her talons, three drops of blood to cure or curse. Her carved avatars are everywhere. Each one providing her with intelligence. From pew to pub, she peers upon us all. – Dr. M.Benn
I know it's hard for people who never heard The Hum to understand what we Pylon People were about. Transmission towers were our temporary temples. The wires charted the electric ley of the land. We marched under them and heard wonders. – Signal-catcher Rose, ex-Pylon Person #VOH
January 20, 2026 at 2:25 PM
I know it's hard for people who never heard The Hum to understand what we Pylon People were about. Transmission towers were our temporary temples. The wires charted the electric ley of the land. We marched under them and heard wonders. – Signal-catcher Rose, ex-Pylon Person #VOH
According to rumour, there are a number of post boxes in Hookland that have been sealed for being haunted. When you scrutinise the stories, most evaporate. However, odd facts remain. I mean, why on earth did the GPO use to employer the services of a 'ghost-layer'. – #MattAdams, 1982
January 20, 2026 at 9:46 AM
According to rumour, there are a number of post boxes in Hookland that have been sealed for being haunted. When you scrutinise the stories, most evaporate. However, odd facts remain. I mean, why on earth did the GPO use to employer the services of a 'ghost-layer'. – #MattAdams, 1982