It is uncanny how some memories of Hookland chime with my own. I had an obsession with Alison Uttley stories and a big book of dinosaurs and Bonfire night was so very important. I have started to “remember” the green and red witch masks. I can “see” them so clearly, even though they were never in my past...or were they?
More enchanting stuff! I loved the way the 1970s ws so beautifully mis remembered. All Hookland writing evokes a feeling of familiarity and a glimpse of what lies at the edges should you stray into unfamiliar territory.
As fantastic as always, David. I am only hanging around Twitter still to keep up with your Hookland tweets, so it makes me glad that if that platform does disappear then Hookland Endures
Thank you Pat. The familiar made uneasy is often exactly what I am aiming for.
It is uncanny how some memories of Hookland chime with my own. I had an obsession with Alison Uttley stories and a big book of dinosaurs and Bonfire night was so very important. I have started to “remember” the green and red witch masks. I can “see” them so clearly, even though they were never in my past...or were they?
They used to have one of the red witch masks on display at the Museum of Childhood at Bethnal Green, but it appears to have been erased.
“Some of favourite wanderings in the county come when I can no longer tell whether it my broken memory or a character’s recollection I am exploring.”
A thousand times yes to this. I think some of my favourite writing to read is where things phase between reality and unreality.
Hookland has always been the salt-line blur of river meeting sea. It the uncertainty of territory which gives me some of the biggest pleasure.
Remind me to tell you about the Savannah Science Museum that I wasn’t sure existed
Loved the Guy Fawkes’s memories
Thank you.
More enchanting stuff! I loved the way the 1970s ws so beautifully mis remembered. All Hookland writing evokes a feeling of familiarity and a glimpse of what lies at the edges should you stray into unfamiliar territory.
Thank you Pat.
As fantastic as always, David. I am only hanging around Twitter still to keep up with your Hookland tweets, so it makes me glad that if that platform does disappear then Hookland Endures
I'm staying because resistance is the DNA of Hookland, but I don't think I or Hookland are a given on Twitter or elsewhere anymore.
Wonderful! Especially The Secret King. Thank you.
One of my favourite folk tales from the county.
Remind me to show you one of the two Hookland treatments at some point, the one dealing with the Blackford Down Space Research Centre.