Mrs Webfoot
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Olive Framley Entry 6, 26th April.
You will not have even read my previous letter as I write this, but I lay awake tossing and turning last night and worrying about this woman, this Mrs Webfoot. She seems to know about me and even know when I’m lying… so I realised I could go one better. Why do years of work… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 5, 25th April.
The strange weather continues. Yesterday it was raining on one side of Crag Cottage but not on the other. The town was covered in rain, and over the sea it was bright and sunny. I wondered if it was some sort of trick… something meant to draw me out. I put on my coat, and… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 3, 21st April.
Dear Talia, I had a strange encounter this week. Coming back from Coastal Coffee the other night, I ended up getting turned around and I had an odd little encounter. I must have taken a turning too soon and what I thought was the path back to Crag Cottage took me through some woods and… Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark Entry 6, 9th April.
Dear Vera, Oh my goodness, something very strange has happened! It turns out that I am not the only witch here after all. Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark Entry 4, 31st March.
Suki’s eggs have hatched! They are dear little chicks, although very noisy, and since she is on her own, Suki needs a lot of help getting enough food for them. Teddy does not like this. He wasn’t fond of Suki anyway, and, now there are a whole brood of chicks too, he is very restless.… Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark Entry 3, 24th March.
Dear Vera, Oh, I feel like such a stupid, silly child. I’ve been here just over three weeks now and everything seemed fine but this morning Suki nudged me awake and said she thought she could hear something. There was a mouse underneath my bed! Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark Entry 2, 17th March.
When we got to the cinema, the frontage looked strangely like it had been laying in ruins for at least twenty years and when we walked inside, the ceiling looked like the sky, gloriously blue, and the entrance hall carpet looked more and more like moss, the wood on the seats sprouting twigs and leaves… Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark Entry 1, 10th March.
An unexpected visitor at my window today. A very pretty little bird landed on my window sill. I went to give her some seeds and then she chirped at me rather insistently that, as a witch, I was obligated to give her room and board. Well, I was very surprised to hear a bird talk… Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark’s Magical Year
Dear Vera, I’m so glad you agreed to be my mentor. It was very kind of you when you could be enjoying your retirement, so I’m grateful for all your time and advice. I’m so excited to be taking my first steps to becoming a full time witch. Continue reading
Helen Speaks 