Core Hookland.
Core Hookland. https://t.co/QmZfzpqZzc
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2020
things are remembered differently
Core Hookland.
Core Hookland. https://t.co/QmZfzpqZzc
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2020
I sometimes worry that I have become jaded. Dulled to the delight of finding a pamphlet called Û÷The Nine Rivers of Hell and the Calls of their Guardians as Expressed on the Topgraphy of HooklandÛª because the library catalogue has so many of its ilk. – #MattAdams, 1980
I sometimes worry that I have become jaded. Dulled to the delight of finding a pamphlet called ‘The Nine Rivers of Hell and the Calls of their Guardians as Expressed on the Topgraphy of Hookland’ because the library catalogue has so many of its ilk. – #MattAdams, 1980
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2020
@judithmknott @orridge_anna @MariaStrutz English folklore has long held that a fair September 1st means a month of good weather, though the folklore tends in English traditions, not to have too much to do with Saint Giles or his feast.
English folklore has long held that a fair September 1st means a month of good weather, though the folklore tends in English traditions, not to have too much to do with Saint Giles or his feast.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2020
@judithmknott @orridge_anna @MariaStrutz St. Giles Feast/September 1st was often linked to the permission as first day to cut peat or cut wood which adds an extra layer to it being a day of meteorological indication.
St. Giles Feast/September 1st was often linked to the permission as first day to cut peat or cut wood which adds an extra layer to it being a day of meteorological indication.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2020
I am moon-swollen, pulled by lunar tides to the tangled edge of the land. My eyes are full of silver, my blood at the slack. This night calls secret songs from my lips. – Emily Banting, 1981
I am moon-swollen, pulled by lunar tides to the tangled edge of the land. My eyes are full of silver, my blood at the slack. This night calls secret songs from my lips. – Emily Banting, 1981
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 31, 2020
@SydMoore1 Come now, we both come from the county of Shrieking Boy Wood!
Come now, we both come from the county of Shrieking Boy Wood!
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 1, 2020
@GabrielTamaya @AWhisperofTrees Thank you.
Thank you.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 1, 2020
@CherylHeuton It was 1981. Ibruprofen wasn’t an over the counter drug till 1983.
It was 1981. Ibruprofen wasn't an over the counter drug till 1983.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 1, 2020
@BenTrelawney @catvincent Pisspuffin in the 90,001st word and the last word entering the Hookland Dialect Dictionary. As non-sexist, non-genitalia based swear words with the potency of Poundland body spray go, it is highly effective and both pisspuffin and pisspuffinry are applied for beyond the county.
Pisspuffin in the 90,001st word and the last word entering the Hookland Dialect Dictionary. As non-sexist, non-genitalia based swear words with the potency of Poundland body spray go, it is highly effective and both pisspuffin and pisspuffinry are applied for beyond the county.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 1, 2020
@MorganScorpion @HexHorror @HexArcanaBooks @village_movie @FableIsabella @TheVoiceOfNigh1 @AntonPhibesDr @SeeBrianWrite @Hypnogoria @HorrorHammer1 @marysangiovanni @KillerfromSpace @1carolinagirl @MadameRaven1 @PennyTailsup @GroinkickStudio @HorrorOfMike @folk_horror Thank you as always for the cloaking of community.
Thank you as always for the cloaking of community.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 1, 2020