@jamiedelano Borders of Hookland by the looks of it.
Borders of Hookland by the looks of it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
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@jamiedelano Borders of Hookland by the looks of it.
Borders of Hookland by the looks of it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@mattgorecki @SefC_ We donÛªt really like the P-word in Hookland. We prefer landscape punk.
We don’t really like the P-word in Hookland. We prefer landscape punk.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@hertskingfisher @UweSteiner Kingfisher. Good omen. Robin is the old omen of death. Also, colour balance in the Kingfisher shot is perfect.
Kingfisher. Good omen. Robin is the old omen of death. Also, colour balance in the Kingfisher shot is perfect.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@hottestsingles @mountain_goats Got to love Mountain Goats.
Got to love Mountain Goats.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
Them hippies say thereÛªs a line on ground from Bone Hill to the Owl Stone aligned to midwinter sun. They tell us this stuff as if they were the first people to know it in a thousand years. We live here, we know that line and itÛªs name you patronising pisspuffins. – Tom Rudd #VOH
Them hippies say there’s a line on ground from Bone Hill to the Owl Stone aligned to midwinter sun. They tell us this stuff as if they were the first people to know it in a thousand years. We live here, we know that line and it’s name you patronising pisspuffins. – Tom Rudd #VOH
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@JonathanLHoward Where is the shallow here?
Where is the shallow here?
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
To Hooklanders, barrows lives in their imagination as many things. Ancestral ghost house, witch den, gateway to hollow realms of the dreaming dead. Any survey of offerings still left in them tells you that even in the late 20th century, they remain places of power. – Dr. M. Benn
To Hooklanders, barrows lives in their imagination as many things. Ancestral ghost house, witch den, gateway to hollow realms of the dreaming dead. Any survey of offerings still left in them tells you that even in the late 20th century, they remain places of power. – Dr. M. Benn
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@JonathanLHoward Come now Mr. Howard, you know Hookland has a no sneering at the joys and terrors of childhood. https://t.co/4a0MMHFBQL
Come now Mr. Howard, you know Hookland has a no sneering at the joys and terrors of childhood. https://t.co/4a0MMHFBQL
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@preshitorian Roast ale/cider because you have to have something to give to the Bone Horse.
Roast ale/cider because you have to have something to give to the Bone Horse.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020
@preshitorian The Bone Horse is on our side agin the shitlarks and pisspuffins of this long parade of death.
The Bone Horse is on our side agin the shitlarks and pisspuffins of this long parade of death.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) December 6, 2020