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An EPIC THANK YOU!

Dear ones, @oldweirdbritain is six years old today. Woohoo!
It's been a blast to share random snippets with you all, curated from my little #folklore library.

Thank you for being part of the story.

Image: @virginialeeart, dear friend and village neighbour.

Gretna Green weddings were conducted by the village #blacksmith.
The clang of hammer on anvil signified the union of man and woman.

Under Scottish law lovers could marry at a younger age without parental consent. Stagecoaches brought eloping couples from England.

How to Win a Damsel's Heart:

If her coyness will not accept your love-oblations, thread a needle with the hair of her head, then run it thro' the most fleshy part of a dead man.

This charm has virtue in it,
as to make her run mad for you whom she so lately slighted.

#folklore

Nov 30th: St Andrew's Day.

In Eastling, #Kent, there is an annual diversion called squirrel-hunting.

The lower kinds of people form a lawless rabble and spend the day with weapons parading through woods and grounds with loud shoutings under pretence of demolishing squirrels.

In #Wales the connection between #fairies
and the dead is explicit.

Gynn ap Nudd, the King of the Fairies, is also the King of the Dead.

Art: Hua Lu
#deathlore #folklore

How to Lay a Troublesome Boggart

Beguile it into consenting to keep away 'while hollies are green'.

The average dull-witted boggart easily falls into this trap and is never able to bother you again.

Image: #BrianFroud

Spriggans are small ugly malicious #fairies found in the wilder parts of #Cornwall.

They are the #ghosts of #giants.

#folklore
Image: #BrianFroud

At #Halloween, #elves ride out of Cleeves Cove, Ayrshire.

Their clothes are of green velvet; their flint-headed arrows are dipped in hemlock poison; their bows are made of the rib-bones of unbaptised babies secretly buried in the glens by grieving mothers.

Image: @wlopwangling

I implore you not to observe the sacrilegious customs of the #pagans.

Let no one do ridiculous, ancient, and disreputable things, such as dancing, or keeping open house all night, or getting drunk.

Let no one utter loud cries when the #moon is pale.

- Saint Eligius, 588-660AD

The peasantry of #Alfrick are sometimes 'poake-ledden'.

That is, they are misled by a mischievous spirit who leads them into ditches, bogs, pools, and other such scrapes.

It then laughs loudly, leaving them quite bewildered.

Art: Joanna Wolska Klusky
#Worcestershire