“I went to the Bermuda Triangle of forests, known as the Hoia-Baciu Forest, and I went for a drive through the forest and saw a man who was just walking amongst the trees, and I asked him a question, I rolled down the window and said, “Do you live here?” He said yes. I said, “Is this forest haunted?” He didn’t answer for about a minute, he just looked at me and said, “Yes”. I said, “By what?” and he said, “Have you seen the floating people with no legs?” I said, “Not yet, but I hope to real soon.” Then I asked him if it was OK for me to take a fallen branch, so I grabbed a branch that was about six feet in length and four inches wide, and I took it home to my little cottage in England and I chipped away at it and varnished it and made a nice staff out of it. I’m probably the only person in Glastonbury with a Hoia-Baciu staff.”
