Sep 20, 2026 · 13 min · 5 segments
A cozy contemporary fantasy about a chaotic witchy family and a terribly organised admin assistant, taking up residence at Frightful Manor. Set in the same world as “The Twelve Days of Witchmas.”…
Tansy Rayner RobertsHostThe Bat and Babble, a country pub located on the edge of the nearby village of Nivet, was exactly as quaint as Libby had imagined when the words Pimms and a Ploughman's came out of the mouth of Heidi Chattox.
It belonged in a gentle TV series about Toby Jug-themed murder mysteries.
The front bar was dark and pokey, with exactly three elderly men for customers sitting in separate wooden booths, all very authentic.
Around the back, a second and far better lit bar included polished tables, actual menus, a truly staggering wall of Toby jugs on display, and several big windows looking across the forest reserve that surrounded Pendle Hill.
She included Libby in the three-way conversation without any appearance of resentment, sharing anecdotes of her siblings' shared adolescence with the Blights that made it all sound remarkably wholesome.
Their ploughman's lunch, a 20th century menu staple elevating bread, cheese and pickle, while pretending to be a centuries-old tradition from ancient Britain, was particularly good.
The cheese was as crumbly and strong as anything served from Mar Cherry's pantry.
The fresh-baked brown bread and three kinds of homemade pickle were even better.
The Pimm's, served in a giant glass jug mixed with lemonade, cucumber peelings and strawberries, was a little too refreshing.
Otis refused to touch it, so it was left to Heidi and Libby to demolish most of the jug between them, while joining forces to make fun of him and for how long it took to decide from a selection of local craft ales.
At one point Otis withdrew to settle the bill, after a brief tussle with Heidi about who owed who lunch, leaving the two women alone at the table.
Do you mean Horace or Otis? It had not escaped her notice that the two men featured fairly equally in Heidi's stories, along with the upper girls, who had by all accounts been utter terrors before they hit their teens.
Otis is the one most likely to go down with the ship.' Bricks, mortar, you know what I mean.
The Bat and Babble, a country pub located on the edge of the nearby village of Nivet, was exactly as quaint as Libby had imagined when the words Pimms and a Ploughman's came out of the mouth of Heidi Chattox.
It belonged in a gentle TV series about Toby Jug-themed murder mysteries.
The front bar was dark and pokey, with exactly three elderly men for customers sitting in separate wooden booths, all very authentic.
Around the back, a second and far better lit bar included polished tables, actual menus, a truly staggering wall of Toby jugs on display, and several big windows looking across the forest reserve that surrounded Pendle Hill.
She included Libby in the three-way conversation without any appearance of resentment, sharing anecdotes of her siblings' shared adolescence with the Blights that made it all sound remarkably wholesome.
Their ploughman's lunch, a 20th century menu staple elevating bread, cheese and pickle, while pretending to be a centuries-old tradition from ancient Britain, was particularly good.
The cheese was as crumbly and strong as anything served from Mar Cherry's pantry.
The fresh-baked brown bread and three kinds of homemade pickle were even better.
The Pimm's, served in a giant glass jug mixed with lemonade, cucumber peelings and strawberries, was a little too refreshing.
Otis refused to touch it, so it was left to Heidi and Libby to demolish most of the jug between them, while joining forces to make fun of him and for how long it took to decide from a selection of local craft ales.
At one point Otis withdrew to settle the bill, after a brief tussle with Heidi about who owed who lunch, leaving the two women alone at the table.
Do you mean Horace or Otis? It had not escaped her notice that the two men featured fairly equally in Heidi's stories, along with the upper girls, who had by all accounts been utter terrors before they hit their teens.
Otis is the one most likely to go down with the ship.' Bricks, mortar, you know what I mean.
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