Have you not heard of the Portobello Bragg, pet? Well, little one, first I must explain my shushed voice. You must never speak too loudly of what is said in these parts to be a sprite from Norway, for we do not know precisely what it is. It’s a mystery in these parts. Oh, yes. A mystery that stalks the Black Fells and plays its pranks in our town.
What we do know, though, is the mischief the devil causes here. If your bread or meat is misplaced you can be sure the Bragg was to blame. Just last week, Old Granny Bland's leg of ham disappeared from her kitchen. And so she knew it were the Bragg in disguise, playing tricks on us Portobello folk.
And if you are ever travelling across those Fells at night, you should be wary of any donkeys that meet you on the paths. An ass is a favourite form of the bragg. Oh, yes. Once aboard he will rock you to sleep and then have his fun, tossing you high into the air so that nettles will cushion your fall.
Mind you, the Bragg does have its uses. If you are related to a witch, our Bragg won‘t mind you. That's how we know the landlady of The Black Horse is a witch. A mysterious donkey brought her husband safely home across the Fells and right to his door. Oh yes, pet, you must beware of the Portobello Bragg: a mischievous beast, indeed.
What we do know, though, is the mischief the devil causes here. If your bread or meat is misplaced you can be sure the Bragg was to blame. Just last week, Old Granny Bland's leg of ham disappeared from her kitchen. And so she knew it were the Bragg in disguise, playing tricks on us Portobello folk.
And if you are ever travelling across those Fells at night, you should be wary of any donkeys that meet you on the paths. An ass is a favourite form of the bragg. Oh, yes. Once aboard he will rock you to sleep and then have his fun, tossing you high into the air so that nettles will cushion your fall.
Mind you, the Bragg does have its uses. If you are related to a witch, our Bragg won‘t mind you. That's how we know the landlady of The Black Horse is a witch. A mysterious donkey brought her husband safely home across the Fells and right to his door. Oh yes, pet, you must beware of the Portobello Bragg: a mischievous beast, indeed.
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