Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
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 closes a loop. It marks the end of an era for this project because it’s the very last one from this current batch. Yes, I had such a wonderful initial response to my first call for stories, all the way back in April that it’s taken me this long to catch up! Since... 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 →
Tonight’s story started with a chance encounter in a familiar place. I walk round Lodge Lake twice, maybe three times a week, and have done for the last year and a half. I go that way more often than ever these days—it’s the route I take to Precedent House, and I’m documenting its slow transition... 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 →
Some places feel as though they've been woven together from moments in time. You walk in, and something catches — a flicker, a feeling, a faint sense that the past isn’t quite finished here. That if you looked closely enough, you’d see threads running between then and now, drawing forgotten moments tight against the present.... 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 →
Tonight’s story begins with a photograph — and ends with a mystery. It was taken on the edge of Broughton, beside one of Milton Keynes’ fast-flowing grid roads. A figure appears, standing still on the verge. Not moving. Not blurred. Just there. And then, just as suddenly… not. Gone. If you’re anything like me, next... Continue Reading →
We're just over two weeks into the project, and it's been an absolute privilege to hear so many stories. They're all special, but there's something really trusting when people take the time to show me exactly where their experience happened. Tonight's story comes from Keely in Springfield, who not only told me about the experience... Continue Reading →
For tonight’s story, we’re following the Redways west into the low-lying quiet of Wolverton Mill. It’s a trek worth making — though not one I’d recommend after dark. Children are often drawn to the places we try to keep them from. They seem to feel the presence of old boundaries even when the signs have... Continue Reading →