When you say “haunted pub”, most people think of a spooky old half-timbered building dating back centuries, and stories of dark misdeeds whispered long after closing time. There’s something about these spaces where people gather that draws stories to them. Pubs hold celebrations, confessions, arguments, heartbreak, and laughter - the full, messy weight of ordinary... Continue Reading →
Listening To The Echoes, York House, Stony Stratford
Today's post is a bit different: not one haunting, but several, and it's a bit of a collaboration... Over the last few months, I've been talking to various people to try and get the word out about this project - and I've even been lucky enough to be invited onto a couple of podcasts. My... Continue Reading →