This page is a webzine-style guest blog dedicated to publishing public blog posts on Lincolnshire folk tales and their contexts. Check back often!
Do you have a story, a piece of art, an anecdote, a relevant piece of creative writing, or an opinion to share? If so, and whatever your age or experience, we would love to hear from you, and (in many cases) to publish your contributions here. Get in touch.
Long Sutton Day
Bells worked the summer sky. From the library we walked through a hot Saturday; coated in sun lotion. In front of St Mary’s, a VW wedding. As honour guard, veteran cars lined up with blue and white streamers. From shop doorways, many stared.
A Personal Perspective on Lincolnshire Folklore
Recently I had the pleasure of talking to a friend of mine called Rob, a Lincolnshire local who grew up and still lives in North Hykeham. Having spent the last couple of months planning events and researching in archives, I was interested in a more personal perspective on Lincolnshire folklore…
Gibbery Gap
At Micklow Hill (Michael-low-hill), near the North Lincolnshire village of Kirmington, a battle took place during the English Civil Wars, between the forces of Parliament and those of the King. One Royalist soldier, who had been disembowelled, tried to reach Kirmington. He went through a hedge-gap and crossed Caistor Lane (now Caistor Road). But he…
The Gaps in History where the Stories Grow
“What’s the one landscape you would want to avoid after dark?” Virginia Crow weaves a compelling hypothesis about the origins and fate of the Amcotts Moor Woman, a bog body discovered in 1747 and shrouded in mystery to this day…
For Want of a Hunt
The Wild Hunt is a folkloric motif well known across the British Isles and on the Continent. Its basic structure is that of a supernatural procession, rushing through the night sky or along desolate roads during a storm, accompanied by an uncanny noise. The motif was named by Jacob Grimm in his Deutsche Mythologie
The Monster of the Marsh
Dragons! Who doesn’t love dragons? As a boy, I battled them in dreams. As a teenager, I revelled in cryptozoology and Tolkien’s writing. And as an adult fleeing London, yomping with terriers across the otherworldly Lincolnshire Marsh, I was delighted to discover that even in so unpretentious a place there might be monsters.
A Missing Folk Tale?
This post’s comment section is specifically for you to discuss vanishing and missing folktales, or share the tales you know, but feel do not get enough attention. Update: this post now has a response from one of our guest bloggers, Virginia Crow, which you can read here. Many places in Lincolnshire feel like they should…
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