[Thanks once again to R. Previous episodes in this exciting series are gathered here.] So this tangle of thieves broke into the Phosphorescent Family Compound one night. They stole, from one larder, a bag of phosphorus, and, from another larder … Continue reading
[Thanks again to R.] There is a song on Hex Enduction Hour, the 1982 album by The Fall, entitled “Hip Priest”. It was a great favourite of the Phosphorescent Family, particularly of Old Pappy Phosph, who, in a certain light, … Continue reading
[My thanks to R.] In addition to the family pig, the Phosphorescent Family Compound was home to a filthy magpie. But while Baptiste the pig could rightly be described as a pet, the relationship between the family and the bird … Continue reading
The Phosphorescent Family had a pet pig. Its name was Baptiste, and it lived in a sty in the family compound. This compound was similar to the Kennedy Compound at Hyannisport, home of the Irish-American political dynasty, but in the … Continue reading
In the moments before waking up this morning, the following words were rattling around inside my head: Readings have been taken from the soil. The pig has been chosen. Perhaps I can incorporate these sentences into my forthcoming study of … Continue reading
Ruthie Bosch (who designed the cover of By Aerostat To Hooting Yard) is in regular receipt, from a Canadian correspondent, of Victorian newspaper and magazine clippings. These are primarily illustrations, but bits and scraps of surrounding text are often still … Continue reading