Walking Back to 1746

Walking Back to 1746

Walking Back to 1746 ← I must go down to the sea again It feels like nothing changes here….… though 273 Years ago, tragedy tore, howled, screamed, burned and slashed its way through this place.Not today. The only sound that screamed in my hearing today was a sika...
The May is Going Over

The May is Going Over

the may is going over ← Walking Round And Round In Circles At this time of year, you often hear the saying. ‘Cast ne’er a cloot til May be oot.’ The ‘May’ here is the folk name for the hawthorn, not the month. It means, don’t shed a layer of winter clothes until...

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