'Witchcraft'-type accusations in modern Britain express themselves differently, through the medium of conspiracist thinking accusing shadowy classes or groups of people of malefice rather than specific individuals. It's about the bewitchment rather than the witch
Having said that, the Satanic Panic of the 80s provided a counterexample - but it's interesting that the Satanic Panic in the UK was focussed on the Hebrides, one of the few areas where traditional rural community survived
It's hard to imagine a Satanic Panic today focussed on accusations against specific individuals who aren't in the public eye - people just don't know their neighbours well enough...
On the other hand, it is easier to imagine a literal witch-hunt against celebrities
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Today is the Feast of St Genevieve. The lost village of Fornham St Genevieve, Suffolk is marked only by the ruined church tower (a man shooting jackdaws in the tower set the building alight in 1775). The village has an interesting history as a refuge for Catholics
The village was part of the estate of the Catholic Kytson (and later Gage) family in the 17th century, and in the early c18th the Lancashire recusant John Tyldesley settled there and married Catherine Stafford, daughter of John Stafford, Catholic mayor of Bury under James II
The church originally contained some monuments to the Tyldesley family, one of whom became a Franciscan friar; the Catholic Stafford and Short families also held land in the village and there were Short memorials in the church, but the parish registers were destroyed in 1775
Arthur Machen's story 'N' (1934) is about Stoke Newington, and at one point Machen makes dismissive mention of 'blocks of flats of wicked red brick', which I
think can only be Ormond, Lordship and Clissold Houses, built in 1933 @HistoryOfStokey
This is very personal to me, because my grandparents lived in one of these buildings and my mother and her sisters were brought up there. For Machen, that great observer of London, these buildings were 'grossly modern' and 'as if Mr H.G. Wells's bad dreams had come true'
I like the story - and Machen is my favourite modern writer - but this casual dismissal of flats built as pre-War slum clearance really grates. Machen evidently didn't know or care how people like my grandparents lived before they got the chance to live in purpose-built flats
Of all England's megaliths, these are some of the strangest (in terms of why they are there). In the Middle Ages, a boat carrying them across Whittlesea Mere from Barnack capsized - for centuries they were visible lying in the mere (seen here in 1786)
Whittlesea Mere - the largest mere in the Fens - was finally drained in the 1850s (the last part of the Fens to be drained) but the stones are still there. We can only guess which church they were intended for; the quarry at Barnack supplied stone for many East Anglian churches
Are there any megaliths in the English landscape that are only there because someone accidentally dropped them from a boat and then drained the body of water? I'd be surprised if there were!
Let's celebrate #BonniePrince300 with Burns' Ode written for Charles's last birthday, 31 December 1787:
Afar the illustrious Exile roams,
Whom kingdoms on this day should hail;
An inmate in the casual shed,
On transient pity's bounty fed,
Haunted by busy memory's bitter tale!
Beasts of the forest have their savage homes,
But He, who should imperial purple wear,
Owns not the lap of earth where rests his royal head!
His wretched refuge, dark despair,
While ravening wrongs and woes pursue,
And distant far the faithful few
Who would his sorrows share.
False flatterer, Hope, away!
Nor think to lure us as in days of yore:
We solemnize this sorrowing natal day,
To prove our loyal truth-we can no more,
And owning Heaven's mysterious sway,
Submissive, low adore.
On the feast of St Thomas of Canterbury, a short thread on the lost church of St Thomas of Canterbury at Westley near Bury St Edmunds. The house I grew up in was close to the ancient parish boundary between @StMarysBSE and Westley (although my parents' house is on the town side)
The present-day church at Westley dates from 1835 (and is famous for being one of the earliest c19th churches to make extensive use of concrete), while the old church and churchyard of St Thomas are abandoned, hidden and overgrown with trees
Much of western Bury St Edmunds was originally in the parish of Westley - the parish boundary (which was also the boundary of the ancient Banleuca established in 945) ran along West Road until the 1930s, when All Saints parish absorbed parts of the parishes of St Mary and Westley
Interesting. I taught Religious Education for 14 years, and over that time I noticed children became less reflexively anti-religious; they weren't any more *interested* in religion, but they were less likely to have an instinctive negative reaction to it in 2015 than in 2005
That's purely my anecdotal experience, of course, but I suspect it's to do with receding parental pressure. Children kick against their parents, so as parents become less religious, so children are less likely to aggressively reject religion
The other phenomenon I noticed in my teaching career was that, by the time I gave up teaching in 2016, Christianity had become a more or less acceptable alternative way for teenagers to define themselves as eccentric