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