walking and writing

Trails and trials of the writer who walks

A Sunny Spell on Pendle Hill


Spell. Pendle witches. Get it? Never mind.  Let’s just do the visual.


The limousine pictured below might not be the one your daughter had in mind for her prom. Could there once have been a line of weary ramblers who fell foul of the hag known as Mouldy Feet? Mistaking their walking poles for broomsticks, and believing herself to be under attack from a rival coven, she cast a spell and turned them all into … well, what the hell is it?


ImageRibble, Ribble, Drool and Dribble.


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This entry was posted on March 15, 2014 by in Walking.
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