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4 August! 446th anniversary of the documented and very real appearance of the Terrifying! Satanic! One-Eyed! ghost dog Black Shuck at two churches in Suffolk, where he wilfully murdered “two persons, as they were kneeling uppon their knees, and occupied in prayer” Title page of 1577 pamphlet: "A straunge, and terrible Wunder wrought very late in the parish church of Bungay: a town of no great distance from the citie of Norwich, namely the fourth of this August, in the yeere of our Lord 1577. in a great tempest of violent raine, lightning, and thunder, the like wherof hath been seldome seene. With the appeerance of an horrible shaped thing, sensibly perceiued of the people then and there assembled. Drawen into a plain method according to the written copye. by Abraham Fleming."
We know this happened, because a pamphlet was published (which I haven’t been able to find a copy of, so I’ve put the text in an old-looking typeface). Apparently, at 9am, there was a huge thunderstorm, and the beast manifested himself at St Mary’s Church, Bungay Immediately hereupon, there appeared in a most horrible similitude and likenesse to the congregation then and there present a dog as they might discerne it, of a black colour; at the site whereof, togither with the fearful flashes of fire which were then seene, moved such admiration in the minds of the assemblie, that they thought doomesday was already come.
The dog, being, as he was, yer actual Satan, was not content with merely putting the frighteners on people https://t.co/nZRgDrZF47simonsherwood.co.uk/Bungay.htm
This black dog, or the divil in such a likenesse (God hee knoweth all who worketh all) running all along down the body of the church with great swiftnesse and incredible haste, among the people, in a visible fourm and shape, passed betweene two persons, as they were kneeling upon their knees, and occupied in prayer as it seemed, wrung the necks of them bothe at one instant clene backward, in so much that even at a moment where they kneeled, they strangely died…
That wasn’t all, though. The story is taken up by Enid Porter in 1974’s The Folklore of East Anglia: ...the self same black dog, still continuing and remaining in one and the self same shape, passing by another man of the congregation in the church, gave him such a gripe on the back, that therewith all he was presently drawen togither and shrunk up, as it were a peece of lether scorched in a hot fire; or as the mouth of a purse or bag, drawen togither with string. The man albeit hee was in so strange a taking, dyed not...
And, after that, for a bit of variety, he trotted off to Holy Trinity at Blythburgh, a few miles away, and In the same shape and similitude, where placing himself uppon a maine balke or beam, whereon same ye Rood did stand, sodainly he gave a swinge downe through ye church, and there also, as before, slew two men and a lad, and burned the hand of another person that was there among the rest of the company, of whom divers were blasted. This mischief wrought, he flew with wonderful force to no little feare of the assembly, out of the church in a hideous and hellish likeness.
But we don’t just have to rely on eyewitness testimony – renowned though it is for its accuracy, especially at this historical distance – because the church door at Blythburgh still bears scorch and claw marks, known locally as THE DEVIL’S FINGERPRINTS Church door at Holy Trinity Church, Blythburgh, showing some signs of age and apparent scorch marks
...and Enid reports that Bungay's black dog can be seen today on a leaden panel on an electric light standard near the Butter Cross, a bronze plate below recording that: All down the Church in midst of fire / The hellish monster flew; / and passing onwards to the Quire / He many people slew.
William Dutt, in his 1901 work ‘Highways and Byways in East Anglia’, reports that the beast still visits the area, especially on “a stormy night”, for “he revels in the roaring of the waves and loves to raise his awful voice above the howling of the gale” He takes the form of a huge black dog, and prowls along dark lanes and lonesome field footpaths, where, although his howling makes the hearer's blood run cold, his footfalls make no sound. You may know him at once, should you see him, by his fiery eye; he has but one, and that, like the Cyclops', is in the middle of his head. But such an encounter might bring you the worst of luck it is even said that to meet him is to be warned that your death will occur before the end of the year.
Now, you may be thinking by now that this is pure balls (not least because the incidents on 4 August began at 9am, rather than after dark), but William has an answer to that Scoffers at Black Shuck there have been in plenty; but now and again one of them has come home late on a dark stormy night, with terror written large on his ashen face, and after that night he has scoffed no more.
...and if you’re thinking ‘shuck’ is a silly name, Walter Rye’s 1877 work The Norfolk Antiquarian Miscellany can explain why you should be much afeared Excerpt from book showing etymology of the name. it reads: “Scucca – sceocca”=Satan – the devil.
...and in ‘Folklore’ Vol. 122 No. 3, we learn that: “Fleming made the whole thing up. A Cambridge graduate, he was whiling away the wait for a benefice by writing the sort of tabloid Calvinism that mingled amazing phenomena with pious reflection”

Ahjstor.org/stable/41306607
Yes, of course it’s balls. “The one verifiable fact in his pamphlet is inaccurate; although two men died in the storm, they were not praying in the nave as Fleming states, but ringing bells in the tower.” The scorch marks on the church door were caused (probably) by lightning
In fact, rather like the “bone from the finger of our Lord” in Black Adder, which Baldrick thought “only came in boxes of ten”, there are, in fact, spectral hellhounds all over the bleedin’ place https://t.co/0o3kBwnc8M
Map from Folklore, Vol. 69, no.3, showing distribution of black dog legends all over the UK, with clusters in East Anglia, the East Midlands and the South West, and three on the Isle of Man
The Black Dog of Uplyme, for example, “grew bigger and bigger as he went along, till he was as high as the trees by the roadside, and then seeming to swell into a large cloud, he vanished in the air” and was “greatly surpassing a hippopotamus” jstor.com/stable/1258857
Walter Rye points out that, even in Suffolk, the shaggy dog in question comes in a number of varieties He is generally taken to be a large black dog with great yellow eyes, and to carry death within the year to anyone he meets. Some- times he is "a gigantic dog with a blazing eye in the centre of his forehead (Salhouse), and at others, somewhat inconsistently, as a headless dog with great saucer eyes and a white handkerchief tied over his head (!) The headless variety is said to cross Coltishall Bridge nightly, but the better-known species chiefly affect the sea coast between Beeston and Overstrand, where there is a lane called Shuck Lane.
But when you’ve got a legend like that, and tourists to cater to, why would you print the facts? There’s a very good reason why the Bungay weathervane looks like this Weathervane in the shape of a black dog running across a silver lightning bolt. It has red eyes, teeth and tongue
In the vicinity, you can buy @blackshuckgin, @BlackShuckBooks (“Publishing the Peculiar since 2015”), and – of course – local boys @thedarkness immortalised the gigantic hound in song
@blackshuckgin @BlackShuckBooks @thedarkness (We’re going to skate over the fact that ‘Folklore’ Vol. 122 No. 3 described them as “a kind of herring-flavoured Spinal Tap”, because that’s clearly outrageous heresy)
@blackshuckgin @BlackShuckBooks @thedarkness So, get yourself to Bungay, try some of the beer from @StPetersBrewery while you’re there, and look out for...

[sniggers behind hand at illustration] 20th century pamphlet: A Straunge & Terrible Wunder, by Christopher Reeve – The Story of the Black Dog of Bungay. Illustrated with a black dog bursting through a church window, with red eyes and blood on its claws. Unfortunately, facially, the dog can’t seem to decide if it’s endearing or fearsome
@blackshuckgin @BlackShuckBooks @thedarkness @StPetersBrewery ...and, if you like, amuse yourself with this fine example of A Headline To Which The Answer Is No from exactly the newspaper you’d expect dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2…
@blackshuckgin @BlackShuckBooks @thedarkness @StPetersBrewery ...or you could try this, from a more upmarket outlet newstatesman.com/quickfire/2023…

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