Hookland 6/10/20 8:38:18

Mortuaries collect ghosts to the point of crowding. Souls who wake into confusion of new state and stumble from refrigerator to slab like drunks who have forgotten which house in the street they live in. Deranged by seeing themselves dead, they cling to the building. – C. Josiffe

Hookland 6/10/20 9:08:19

@keatsbabe @essiefox We become victims of our curiosity on Twitter. Entranced by so many voices that instead of harmonics of choir we get the static of an old AM radio which fizzes and occasionally spits out potent pop or line of wisdom. Yes, lists would be a good idea.

Hookland 6/9/20 1:39:17

As a child, I had a very English vision of apocalypse at the seaside. A nuclear melting of more than ice cream, winds that didn’t just separate candy floss from stick. It was all blast-blackened fair rides and emptiness that could never be resolved. – #MattAdams, 1981 https://t.co/Dx57I99fKv

Hookland 6/9/20 1:41:59

@RuthHecht @Boyle123G @WeirdBristol @Locallearning @profdanhicks @urbanprehisto @KYPBristol @bristolmuseum Pisspuffins are going to do pisspuffinry. Casual abuse of people online just tells us all he’s happy for his brand of weird to be synonymous with default unpleasantness.