Ne’er cast a clout till May be out

by 3arn0wl

Rose Wood had become enthralled by Mrs. M.P. Robinson’s latest project at the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School.

Up in the attic she’d found King James’ bible, and having blown the dust off it, she opened it up to discover a world of Elders, going back generations. And against each of their names,  they’d given their trade:  coppiceman, carpenter, thatcher…

She sat on the grass beside the mayblossom for hours and was transported into their worlds.

Evan rolled his eyes and observed that she was away with the fairies again.  All this talk of ancestors made his brain hurt…

…Perhaps he’s got a ….. …….!

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