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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXVI: The knights come down to drink…

Posted on September 19, 2018 by

We had already been sidetracked by St Edwold’s tiny church, but we were definitely on our way home now. Except, we thought that as we were passing, it would be a pity not to visit the little village of Sutton … Continue reading →

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Pieman… Stuart France

Posted on September 19, 2018 by

When Pieman was very young, and living at the beginnings of time, he often slept with the Cave Bear Clan during stormy weather. * Over the course of many such nights, Big Brown Bear who was also very old, taught … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXV: The smallest of churches

Posted on September 18, 2018 by

We were up bright and early for the final day of our journey home. We drove once more to Cerne Abbas, finding the village almost deserted and the church just being opened by the old gentleman who is the Keeper … Continue reading →

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Feeling True… Stuart France

Posted on September 18, 2018 by

…Her hand crept to the feather at her throat. Her gift from the gods. The colour of flame. She had strayed from the path. Seeking silence. Preparing herself for what was to come. The great bird had wheeled overhead. Soaring … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXIV: Dog-sick with ice cream

Posted on September 17, 2018 by

By late afternoon I was flagging. We had been on the road for a mere six days, and although we never rush and we take our time at each of the sites we visit, we don’t stop either. It is … Continue reading →

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The Hooded Stone… Stuart France

Posted on September 17, 2018 by

“It has to be the Stone on Gardom’s Edge…” “What does?” says Wen. “My Robin Hood Stone… I mean it didn’t look much like the stone on Gardom’s Edge but that could have been the angle.” I study the sketch … Continue reading →

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The Lost Stone of Chat… Stuart France

Posted on September 16, 2018 by

“There is a stone which would be worth visiting. It is in Baslow which is on our way to the Symposium so we could stop off there, grab some lunch, check out the stone and then head off to our … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXIII: Twin bridges…

Posted on September 15, 2018 by

We were nearing the end of the road across Dartmoor and it was definitely time for refreshments. This was handy, as I wanted to stop anyway… and we could not leave Devon without at least one cream tea, even if … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXII: An unexpected encounter…

Posted on September 14, 2018 by

We took to the backroads again, nodding to Drake’s statue as we passed through Tavistock once more and climbing up towards Dartmoor. On our way south, the mists had closed around us completely and we ha seen little more of … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXXI: Second time lucky…

Posted on September 13, 2018 by

Three days and countless ancient places earlier, our attempts to visit the Cheesewring with Alethea and Larissa had been thwarted by the roiling mists of Bodmin Moor. Mists or not, we were determined to try again on our way home, … Continue reading →

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