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Despite zero evidence "everybody knows" that condemned criminals were locked in the cellars of The Cross Inn the night before meeting the gallows that stood at the foot of Hill Lane. As the Cross is possibly the least haunted pub in Britain a pinch of salt is advised. Pub Lore podcast, June 2017

Something has drawn humanity to where St Mary's stands for millennia. The Beaker Folk, Celts, Romans and all later peoples of the area who sought something beyond the mundane world gathered here. Some still do, but none of them have ever been able to explain why. Norton's Histories of Greenhill

Greenhill schools still use the unofficial motto "Salt Stone Water & Iron" as shorthand for local history. From pre-Roman salt making to quarrying medieval castle ashlars to the canals and then the railways, all left physical and psychic marks upon the land. "Nick's Newsletter", March 1987.

"It was only after the third such incident in the spring of 1923 that Mr Dale began to reconsider his decision to call his bespoke gentleman's motorcycle brand The Banshee." Two Wheels Between Two Wars, Setright, 1974.

"Canon Jupp walked the boundaries of the churchyard and vicarage every evening while reciting The Letters of St Paul, starting at precisely 9.48 in order that he would be back on his doorstep at exactly 10pm. He never said why." Reverend Raymond's "History Of St Mary's"

"Chap I was 'prenticed to lived by the rail bridge over the canal. Reckoned he'd seen steam trains on the cut and horse-drawn boats along the tracks, but I put it down to 'im having a taste for the gaffer's special scrumpy at the Butcher's Arms!" - Boatman's Diary by P Babb, 1987.

The people and other denizens of Greenhill stand with the people of @hookland.bsky.social on one simple but important matter: Re-enchantment is resistance.

"For those who don't know Greenhill it's that place you drive through or past without really noticing, one of those single platform stations your train zooms through without stopping. It wears the modern age lightly, but millennia of history and lore lie just beneath that skin" - Chris Jensen.

The Echo is back, here where the sky is blue and there is much less twittering 🐦