
Donate
Ridiculously, the prose here, and the associated podcasts, are my main source of keeping the wolf from the door. If you enjoy what you read and listen to, please give generously.
Subscribe
Experience a warm glow of righteousness by making a regular monthly donation to Hooting Yard's fund for out of print pamphleteers.
Hooting Yard on Twitter
Registered Twitter users can click the "follow" button on the Hooting Yard Twitter Page hub nodule, or simply send the message "follow hootingyard".
Recent Posts
Hooting Yard
Places to visit
- According To The Ninth
- Backwatersman
- Batterfang
- BibliOdyssey
- Claire Harmer
- David Thompson
- Elberry's Ghost
- Fed By Birds
- Georgy Riecke
- Germander Speedwell
- Ghent In Wartime
- Hooting Yard Group on Facebook
- Mustard Plaster
- Nigeness
- Ptak Science Books
- Ragbag
- ResonanceFM
- Stodge
- That’s The Weather, For Now
- The Dabbler
- The Friends Of Charles Darwin
- The Inexplicable World Of Outa_Spaceman
- The Pavilion Of Innocent Pastimes
- The Soup Committee
- The Victorian Era
- Think Of England
- Unmitigated England
- Wartime Housewife



I wish I had an eye on my knee…
It would make a pleasant change from a banjo…
O.S.M.
I think the single horn on the head would, however, invite unsavoury remarks
I thought it was a quiff…
Eye-balls not withstanding…
I’ve had an operation for that banjo on my knee…
O.S.M.
Mr Recke, Is that a horn or simply a tuft?
Another thought occurs to me…
I wonder if this celestial uni-dexter can do somersaults…?
O.S.M.
I have consulted a mildly respected hornologist who informs me that it ‘resembles the horn of a young male antelope or adolescent goat’, adding that ‘the distinct difference in shading between the object in question and the hair surrounding it suggests that it is not a tuft’.
I don’t know whether this supports or contradicts my friend’s comments, but this is nonetheless an enjoyable illustration: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fb/Brockhaus-Efron_Antilopy2.jpg
As for somersaults, I’m not so sure, but I can imagine it hoveringly menacingly just a few feet off the ground
P.S. Do excuse the lack of sense contained within the curious phrase ‘hoveringly menacingly’…. ‘hovering with menace’ would have done the job with less flair, but much more accuracy