Elves in the hawthorn hedge
The Elves in the Hawthorn Hedge. I don't know how true this story is, but I'll tell it to you anyway, it was told to me by my Granddad when we were sitting on a stack of hay. He said he was working in a field, trimming a hawthorn hedge, when he came across a family of elves, tucking into hot meat and veg. They were sitting on toadstools around a sawn off stump; that someone had sawn off long ago. Granddad said he would not have seen them if he hadn't stooped down real low. They wore leaf green pointed hats and grass green clothes. and mud brown boots that turned up at the toes. "Oh," said Granddad, "I'm sorry to disturb you, I didn't mean to be rude, I hope I didn't startle you, or put you off your food." The largest of them; who was six inches small, said, "Jesus, ti's alright, well not at all. Would you like to join us in a bite to eat? We have carrots and tatties and freshly c