Skipper

She's a dory, not a taxi.

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A shared trip

Games

Come in. Pull up a chair.

Trivia

The Board

Them days you sent a youngster up the road to say there was a game on. Now you send the code, and if a chair's still empty when you deal, one of the regulars takes it.

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Down the road

Well, Sunday after Mass we'd walk it. Start at the gate and go down, and every house along here I'll tell you who's in it.

Fairies: the little people of Newfoundland

Fairies are a real presence in Newfoundland outports, not just children's stories.

Fairy belief is a genuine, documented part of the province's intangible cultural heritage. Folklorist Barbara Rieti's 'Strange Terrain: The Fairy World in Newfoundland' (ISER Books, Memorial University, 1991) is the standard academic study, drawing on the Memorial University Folklore and Language Archive; Heritage NL's Intangible Cultural Heritage office maintains a resource list of fairy-tradition research, and academic dissertations on Newfoundland fairylore continue to be written. Belief narratives were collected across the island well into the late twentieth century.

The story they tell

The tradition itself, told as living belief: the good people living in gardens, barrens and cemeteries, leading travelers astray at dusk, punishing those who disturb their places or mock them. These are collected oral narratives - Skipper tells them as folklore, never as fact.

How to get there

No road to it. The stories belong to the woods and the older people who tell them; the Irish Loop and the Cape Shore are thick with them.

Story

Where that comes from

On the go

Them days the garden party was the whole summer. Here's what's on the go now, and when.

The kitchen

Well, Sunday the pot was on before Mass and the smell of it met you at the gate. Here's what was in it, and how it's done.

The hall

Them days the hall had a dance Saturday and the kitchen had music the rest of the week. It's still playing. Come in and listen.

The yarns

He said, you know the one about the light on the water. I said, I do. That's a story, mind, and I'll tell you which parts.

Not the house

No, I said, that's not the house. It was down just below there. Go back up the road.

Back up the road