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My thoughts on writing, books, reading and folklore.

March 4, 2019

I might have mentioned I’m beginning a Masters in Celtic Studies at the University of Wales, Trinity Saint David. I’m very excited; nervous too given the strange state of my brain and mental health since whenever. It’ll be a challenge, quite different to what it might...

January 21, 2019

Why Folklore?

And why is it important to me?

Sounded simple enough questions, only once you start to strip away the obvious you quite quickly get down to things not so simple, or indeed nice to face. This is the first time I've written about this, and it all starts off i...

January 14, 2019

Over the last few years, whilst struggling with mental health, I've come to realise how important the folklore, history and landscape of Britain are to me. I've learnt how the magick of the Fae and Celts, nature and an ancient past still exist in this green land. It's...

June 4, 2018

On an earlier post I made mention of Sandy’s Iron Age forts, and in so doing touched on Vikings too. It’s true. There were Vikings in this part of the world.

Lots...

Unlike the Romans, who marched, built roads and fortified, the Vikings sailed their longboats down the na...

May 28, 2018

A writer of words and a musician in the past, I find myself immensely proud of the role and function of bardic tradition in Celtic society. I've always been proud of it. As a child I was drawn to the Bard in Disney’s Robin Hood; the colour and vibrancy of the storytell...

April 30, 2018

Potton is a small town in Bedfordshire that I used to live in. It is mentioned in the Domesday Book and it is said that Hereward the Wake did pass through there. It's a nice place, and a mile or so east of town is Potton Wood; in truth, the trees are closer to the haml...

April 9, 2018

Visit Ludlow.

I could leave it at that, but I won’t. Ludlow is a gem of a place, in Shropshire, close to the border with Wales, and described by our own Sir John Betjeman as “...probably the loveliest town in England”. Who am I to disagree with a Poet Laureate who was w...