‘At midnight, pick half a pound of hail out of a blue lake’

In the midst of summer 2018’s heatwave comes Ledbury Poetry Festival, rich with words and sunstruck sofas out on the cobbled lane as ever.  Dressed rather warmly in my best ‘medieval wise-woman’ garb, with large straw hat, I set up in the Walled Garden alongside a colourful spread of tents and stalls providing entertainment to all. I wrote spells for all ages, requests ranging from … Continue reading ‘At midnight, pick half a pound of hail out of a blue lake’

The Spellwright at Ludlow Medieval Christmas Fayre

On a bright cold morning I walked in my best medieval cloak through the already packed streets of Ludlow to the Castle, unpacked my basket of skulls/snails/parchment etc and was writing my first spell (for Swordsmanship) all before I could get the Thermos undone. People lined up, asked me if the sheep’s skull was real, whether the pocket watch was also an alethiometer, where such big … Continue reading The Spellwright at Ludlow Medieval Christmas Fayre