The Candlewick sisters of Candlewick Lane were known for their casting of spells.
They’d sit in the woods, hair covered by hoods; pealing out the singing church bells.
Sparks fizzled and hissed amongst their fair mist, the brambles braided their hair,
The villagers frowned, demanded them to be drowned, the girls would cry in despair.
The Candlewick sisters of Candlewick Lane were known for their talking to the moon,
The folk gathered a clan, and their hunt began as the sisters hummed their blue croon.
Completely misunderstood, they fled to their woods, where they disappeared into the smoke,
And it was there on this day that the girls vanished away, right under the old chestnut oak.
Make up by Jess Heath. Model is Lyvia Aylward-Davies.