The Devil and the Parsley Worm.

Image from Cunningham’s encyclopaedia of Magical Herbs

Tonight the Rude Mechanicals are supporting Ann Pigalle, a woman with an amazing voice, great sense of humour and amazing sex drive. Tonight we are a duo/trio, at the Dublin Castle, Camden. Thanks to all the beautiful dancing divas of last Friday, you were very much appreciated at the gig. Give yourselves a big snog ( I’ve no idea how, use your imagination).

The devil has been visiting me again in his waistcoat. He has a sweet smile and a monk’s tonsure, but he’s not fooling me!

I ask him if he’s the Devil and he smiles and tells me no, but he is the Devil’s helper.

He has gone for now, but has left behind large black insects to spy on me.

He has also left behind parsley, which seems to be his favourite greenery. As any expert on folk law will tell you, parsley is the devil’s vegetable.

Jo Fisher has made paper containing some leftover remnants of the parsley, She says she will paint a parsley worm on it. The parsley worm eats parsley and then turns into a beautiful black butterfly.

I don’t know what he wants of me, strictly speaking I don’t believe in him.

1 thought on “The Devil and the Parsley Worm.”

  1. We all have a choice. “You can come back as a butterfly of your own choosing.”
    ~That is a-why there are so many of them.
    We all know orange tips, peacocks, common blues, cabbage whites, red admiral black sunrise, and painted lady. That emergence.
    If you don’t choose, you get allotted one. From the butterfly catalogue. They pick an obscure one that few people have heard of. To make up the numbers.
    When we get to the butterfly life choice, say “surprise me”.

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