A sculpture of a Spriggan, on the Parkland Walk in Crouch End. This creature was an inspiration for one of Stephen King’s short stories.
The Evening Standard does a glowing profile of my neighbourhood. This worries me. Property prices will be driven up, and hip young gunslingers (like me) will be driven out. Still, the article is pretty well researched. It even digs up the famous story about Bob Dylan:
[Crouch End] is also the location of one of London’s most bizarre urban myths. The story goes that Bob Dylan came looking for his friend Dave Stewart of Eurythmics fame, but knocked on the wrong door. Dylan asked for Dave, but Dave the plumber who lived there was on a call; his wife asked him to wait and made him a cup of tea. Dave the plumber returned to find Bob Dylan drinking tea in his living room.
What it fails to mention, however, is the time Stephen King came to stay with a friend in the late seventies/early eighties. A walk he took down the old railway line was the inspiration for his short story “Crouch End”, a place where “the veil between our world and another more demonic world is at its weakest…”
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