Haha yeah very good. My mother used to work in a cotton mill called Salem Mill before she got married. The village she grew up in had a reputation for witches in an area of the village called Beard. My great grandfather was called a witch because that's what they called the local folk-healers/herbalists and my grandmother's family bible, which actually did contain Christian scriptures, had a lot of spells in it. My aunt, who looks like someone from a Harry Potter film, disappeared it when my grandmother died. The village itself is in something called the Peak District and so was cut off from most of the UK till the 20thC when it had to start playing catchup. so many non-conformist sects of Christianity mixed with folk religions there. Even though I was born at the end of the 20thC outside the village I was Christened in the village as a member of an obscure Congregationalist sect.

And that was all actually true. :D