War machines, tav avoiders, climate change. If you want to escape politics, walking along the Firth of Forth is not the place to do it.
Exploring abandoned and restored industrial railway heritage in south Scotland and Yorkshire.
Daily winter encounters with the local murder of crows, and exploring crow folklore.
Once, London was a city of horses. Humans lived cheek by jowl with the 300,000 horses of cabmen, traders, laundrymen, grocers and rag-and-bone men. You can see the traces of that time everywhere: old stone drinking troughs, hidden cobbled mews, mounting blocks, slips and ramps.
Dreams, gods, ghost guards, emperors, a lovestruck moon – tea has a rich and often macabre heritage of superstition and stories.
Finding ghosts and spirits at a Victorian séance in one of Britian’s oldest music halls.
How a friendship inspired the great Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda, to write a poem about a Scottish naval hero.
This town has an abandoned harbour, lost-in-time cafes, a train junkyard, old-world cinema and an astonishing annual fair. You’ve probably never heard of it (unless you live in central Scotland).