basil lingard 𐬺 eng/kern
𐬺 artist of the dark folk persuasion 𐬺
illustrator storyteller boat dweller
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prints are now available friends! get them here 🧡
£4 for A5, £6 for A4
worldwide shipping available :^)
Update: US shipping proving unreliable/ taking a LONG time due to tariffs. Message me if you wish to ship to US
still grinding in the waking world, so take this rendition of mymble reuniting with snufkin as an apology and a vow to return in august
*fades into the mists*
remember to bury the dead with a phone, everyone. these days the ferry terminal at the river styx wants you to download a fucking app
Polyamory is safe for work. Polyamory is safe for kids. Polyamory is safe for day time tv. Polyamory isn’t more sexual than any other relationship and it can be just as romantic, sweet, and healthy.
Aggressively reblogs.
At the local hamburger shop and they said yelled out “order 167!” And three middle school age kids yelled in perfect unison “ 6 7!” Life is sometimes so beautiful
If you reference 67 you deserve to be executed on the spot tbh
If I was king for a day the first thing I would do would be to sentence you to a life full of love and understanding.
had a young american family hire a narrowboat from our yard the other day, and the young lass referenced 6,7 whilst we talked due to a hand gesture I did, and I was so chuffed I even got the reference! she was so cute and bubbly and I loved being able to do youth communications™
Tell me how I'm supposed to focus on "important things" when sumer is icumen in lhude sing cuccu groweþ sed and bloweþ med and springþ þe wde nu sing cuccu sing cuccu
storytime!
so, 50% of this orkney trip has centred around visiting cairns (Neolithic tombs/ community sites),
and as such my ma told me a brilliant story about the time she visited a similar cairn in cymru
we travel with her cat, bear, as always, and when she visited this cairn, she took the cat in with her to explore. there was a drum inside, so ma played it (ofc), and after 20 mins was satisfied and began to come out.
the cat went out first, and after a bit ma followed, only to be faced with a couple of shocked aussies, who swore loudly and laughed in relief. once they’d got a hold of themselves again, they breathlessly explained that they’d been waiting to go in for a few minutes, but having heard the drum they waited to listen to the reverberation of the stone from outside.
except then a cat came out. just a cat. and for a bit there the only logical explanation to them was that a cat was playing the drums and communing with the dead in a neolithic tomb.
yes, a drawing is incoming
