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As I were going up Withered Hill With night-time coming soon I met a man under the trees Whiter than the moon He smiled at me and stroked my hair I were frit for my life He showed his teeth and smiled and said, ‘Owd Hob wants a wife’ Pennine Lancashire playground rhyme, circa nineteenth century
— May 04, 2026 01:12AM
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‘What are these for?’ ‘The festival tomorrow night.’ Sophie picks one of the masks up, rubbing her finger over the waxy crayon lines. ‘Festival? Wasn’t that a few weeks ago?’ Catherine laughs. ‘That was Midsummer. Tomorrow is Lammas. You’ll get used to it. We have a lot of festivals in Withered Hill.’
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‘Where am I?’ says Sophie as Carol takes her hand and helps her to step out of the bath onto a mat. ‘I already told you, silly,’ says Carol with mock sternness. ‘Withered Hill. You’re in Withered Hill. Where you belong.’
— May 04, 2026 12:14PM
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On the front page is a picture of children enjoying themselves at a summer fun day, beneath which a headline sits uncomfortably about a paedophile being jailed. Not news from Withered Hill, of course; from the bigger villages and towns further along the valley. There is never any news from Withered Hill in the papers.
— May 04, 2026 01:28AM
