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 →
Tonight, we’re going to be heading back to Stony for a deeply unsettling story. This time, it's about a house that seems to have been cursed by water, fire, and a restless spirit. I knew that sooner or later, I'd encounter some dark corners of the grid, but before I start Rita's story, I’d like... Continue Reading →
I’m delighted to be able to share this, the first true story from my Revenants on the Redway project! Confession time—it was a little scary, and not just for the reasons you’re probably expecting. To be honest with you, I never expected to find myself a custodian of spooky stories. It’s all sort of just—happened.... Continue Reading →
I have a strange relationship with Easter. It always feels like it should be a more special, more significant moment in the calendar but it's really not for me. Most years, I just appreciate the long weekend off work and the chocolate but all too often it leaves me feeling restless, as though I'm missing... Continue Reading →
It's the day after the winter solstice. We've just had the shortest, darkest day of the year, and made it through the longest night. I don't follow any particular spiritual path - I'm one of those annoyingly open-minded people who just thinks that everyone should be nice to each other, and if they have a... Continue Reading →