Tag Archives: Shakespeare
“O Word of Fear”
It’s been a very long time. Not since the mid-1990s in fact. And that was at a small, rural sewage treatment works in Wiltshire. Rural sewage treatment works tend to be havens for wildlife – and also quiet, hard to … Continue reading
“The horn, the horn, the lusty horn”
There was rain and wind and troubled sleep. There were tired eyes and weary limbs. But it was worth it. For the thrill of a new and strange experience. An experience unique in all the world. Unique to … Staffordshire. … Continue reading
Windows in the rain
Clickety-click clickety-click clickety-click. A six-carriage train, like a long yellow caterpillar, glides through the distant gorse, appears briefly, then disappears into the trees. We’re sitting on top of a big dune here, hence the stands of golden gorse and pine … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 