Since we’ve been scaring ourselves witless today, (Editor’s note: Whoops, yesterday. Sorry!) wouldn’t it be nice to add some topical terror to proceedings? (Yes it would) Because in Bedfordshire, England, there is a small village called Toddington. And Toddington has a witch. A witch that likes PANCAKES.
In a somewhat confusing report, the BBC tells us:
“When the Toddington parish church bell rings just before midday, about 60 school children will leave their classes and run up Conger Hill… After running up the hill, the children will press their ears to the ground and listen for the sizzling sound of a witch frying her pancakes underneath.”
That’s the kids listening a few years ago. There’s some dumb explanation about it being bells vibrating? Whatever. I think we all know it’s paranormal activity. Plus of course, we all know witches love pancakes.
I do wonder though, about toppings. If a witch could choose, which topping would a witch go for? Lemon but no sugar, I reckon.