Back in May of this year I drafted and published a blog post honouring the life of holistic therapist Dick Sutphen, who'd passed away in September, 2020. Such had been his contribution to my own well-being that, on learning of his passing, I'd been moved to write a few words in recognition of the fact. …
This morning I once again felt the lure of the open road. Prompted by clear skies and warm, summer sunshine, I pumped-up my bike's tyres and took to the tarmac. Heading out of my home village, I entered the maze of near-deserted North Lincolnshire backroads. There, flanked by lush hedgerows and verdant verges, I followed …
In harvest-time, harvest-folk, servants and all, should make, all together, good cheer in the hall; And fill out the black bowl of blythe to their song, O! let them be merry all harvest-time long. It is August. Here in England our feathered migrant visitors are fidgety. Resident counterparts, their summer moult almost complete, are beginning …
Deepdale led Levi down the narrow street and halted outside a ramshackle, timber-fronted structure. The fox ranger took care to hold his russet brush-tail above the street’s filth, though the hem of his frock coat trailed, leaving a track in his wake. Leaning buildings loomed either side of them, their gables drawn together high above, …
Today I upload Chapter Thirteen of my debut novel for young readers, 'The Door to Caellfyon'. This is the book's final chapter. It is not, however, the end of the story. When I completed my first draft back in 2015, my initial flush of satisfaction at completing this, my largest project to date, was tempered …
RAVEN MOON 