I read a previous book by Zoe Gilbert, Folk, but it didn't really register. This book had very good reviews though, and the idea of a retelling of the myths of Herne the Hunter throughout the ages was irresistible. Similar to Cuddy, a series of poems and short stories though time held together by a supernatural thread, in this case the mischievous woodland spirit of Herne the Hunter. reminded me very much of Jez Butterworth's 'Jerusalem' too, with the encroachment of society both physically and morally on the free-spirited, free-ranging creatures of the woodlands and their resistance to that encroachment. Helen and I went to see ABBA Voyage last night, a technological marvel in which a youthful ABBA genuinely appear to be on stage in front of you. It was quite a sight and Helen loved it, but I'm not the biggest ABBA fan. I was hoping she'd take a friend! She's not keen to go to see Lloyd Cole in October though, but we compromise 'cause we love each other
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