Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means to live with ghosts. As the nights draw in, I notice the shadows deepening in my own rooms, folding in a little earlier each evening. I read so many stories of things that can’t be explained, and what stays with me is how often they happen in... Continue Reading →
Some stories arrive as fragments - fleeting memories, half-remembered encounters that still manage to unsettle. Others arrive whole, rich with detail, stretching across years and leaving no doubt of their impact. Tonight's story is one of those. We’re going to travel across several places in the city before we end up on Green Lane in... Continue Reading →
One of the things I’ve learned while running this project is that stories don’t always wait politely for you to come looking for them. Sometimes they arrive in your inbox at midnight. Sometimes they’re handed to you on a walk. And sometimes - like tonight's story - they’re spoken over a café table, just when... Continue Reading →
It sometimes seems amazing to me that I only started this project in April - it's hard to believe that it's only been five months, so much has happened in that short time. I've met so many people, and had such brilliant opportunities to hear all these true stories. Some of them have arrived heavy... Continue Reading →
Tonight’s story takes us across the city to the charmingly named Pennyland estate. There's a lovely tradition in MK where the street names on each estate are themed, and my witness told me all the streets there have coin-themed names. I’m not far from a new build with streets named for space exploration, with Hubble... Continue Reading →
Tonight's story might have the most intriguing setting yet: no-one expects a bike shop to be haunted! However, as we're discovering, Milton Keynes delights in showing us the strange and unexpected. We're going back to Stony for the third time so far, and I'm pretty sure this won't be our last visit. 59 High Street... Continue Reading →
You might remember that a few days ago, I started telling you Jadee’s story — and I promised I’d come back to it. When we left her, she was still at her childhood home in Woolmans on Fuller’s Slade. Jadee grew up with a companion only she could see: a shadow-child who would appear on... Continue Reading →
I’ve noticed that I often open these posts with “tonight’s story…” and it’s true — I do tend to post them late, sometimes well into the small hours. It’s partly because I’m still working on the project after the day job’s done, but I’ll admit: there’s something deliciously dramatic about saving ghost stories for the... Continue Reading →
Our story tonight marks a quiet milestone. I’ve worked in data and analytics for a long time, and it's second nature to me that for pretty much every situation, there's a spreadsheet. So, it’s probably no surprise that I’ve been keeping careful count of how close I’m getting to my goal: a ghost in every... Continue Reading →
Before Revenants on the Redway began, I thought I’d have to hunt for stories. I imagined long walks, obscure Living Archives searches, knocking on doors. What I didn’t expect was how many stories would come to me. Or, more unnervingly — how some stories seemed to be waiting for me, just beyond the edge of the light.... Continue Reading →