Abandoned in Bedlam
Bedlam is at the end of the road, but that’s the least of it.
Bedlam is at the end of the road, but that’s the least of it.
A republican watches the royal wedding with the ultimate royal watcher, fact checker, sharp-tongued etiquette stickler. It’s all washed down with booze.
It took me a moment to notice there was something different about this graveyard.
Night walking a country lane, exploring local Shropshire ghosts and watching a winter sunrise on the eerie Titterstone Clee Hill.