it’s been all bloody go here at the HQ of the Official Hawkinge-By-Hythe Historical Society.
First, I had those man sniffles, then a sudden change in weather gave me a migraine.
And then I got lumbago.
Look, I hate making a fuss, but I’m putting my foot down – carefully, because of the lumbago – whoever has the Morgan voodoo doll, could you stop now, please?
The internet tells me “lumbago” is an “outdated term for lower back pain”, and I agree.
We should all be using the more evocative German term instead: Hexenschuss.
Literally “witch shot.”
(In the sense of shot by a witch, not shot with a witch. Though if you found a witch hard and knobbly enough, the effect would be the same, I suppose.)
Witch shot gives you a better idea of how sudden, nasty and inexplicable it is.
I just bent down to recharge my ereader, and suddenly all movement was agony.
Yep, you can definitely see how superstitious peasants would assume evil magic was at play.
There you are, sweeping out your hovel with a broom – or bending down to recharge your ereader – and bang, you’re a has-been.
Not that I believe in witches, of course.
Just fairies.
Horrible things they are, mad keen on dancing.
Dancing? Me? With this back?
No, I’m well out of it.
Unlike graverobbers, Aicke and Bowen.
When the Fairy Queen invites them to dine and dance, they can dance…
Or they can be dinner.
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Chat soon,
Morgan
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