@AnneMariesian You know the reality is damp hells of bed-sits and writing with fingerless gloves don’t you?
You know the reality is damp hells of bed-sits and writing with fingerless gloves don't you?
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
things are remembered differently
@AnneMariesian You know the reality is damp hells of bed-sits and writing with fingerless gloves don’t you?
You know the reality is damp hells of bed-sits and writing with fingerless gloves don't you?
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
@AnneMariesian It is for this one.
It is for this one.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
@AnneMariesian Of coure. Central player in Hookland Delight. https://t.co/EKrw2uDjGd
Of coure. Central player in Hookland Delight. pic.twitter.com/EKrw2uDjGd
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
@FolkLondonMag If you are stuck for someone, I’ll happily do it.
If you are stuck for someone, I'll happily do it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
It was the first time I’ve been inside a Red Lodge. Even the bits which weren’t hidden were odd. – Matt Asams, 1981 https://t.co/y0d4ksDlbn
It was the first time I've been inside a Red Lodge. Even the bits which weren't hidden were odd. – Matt Asams, 1981 pic.twitter.com/y0d4ksDlbn
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 2, 2017
I now believe that places remember the murdered bodies once hidden in them. – Matt Adams, 1981 https://t.co/ddVENyRQeZ
I now believe that places remember the murdered bodies once hidden in them. – Matt Adams, 1981 pic.twitter.com/ddVENyRQeZ
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2017
@DirkPuehl @FolkloreFilmFes @MorganScorpion The collectivbe noun for the craft shifts with the vagaries of the genre. I believe in the 1980s the correct noun was ‘a splatter’.
The collectivbe noun for the craft shifts with the vagaries of the genre. I believe in the 1980s the correct noun was 'a splatter'.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2017
@whollybrogued I like C.L. Nolan’s line on it: The English village is terror draped with curtains.
I like C.L. Nolan's line on it: The English village is terror draped with curtains.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2017
@RealSardonicus @catvincent Feck me. The journalistic standards on Vice …
Feck me. The journalistic standards on Vice …
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2017
@catvincent @RealSardonicus As in brewing was a specialist, secret skill in an English village.
As in brewing was a specialist, secret skill in an English village.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2017