For hundreds of years, the Island has been renowned for its lace. A tradition passed from mothers to daughters. The lace was so pure and perfect that it punished any person black of heart who purchased it.
Beyond the veil the railways still run on the Isle of Wight. You can hear them in the mist... Some say there is still a direct train to that loneliest of stations, Hobstone Halt, Hookland
When the storms roll in and over the the ancient Moot Stone the Cunning Folk of the Isle of Wight believe that we should open our front and back doors to ensure that all grief is blown out with the wind.