Going Back To The Ghosts, Milton Keynes

One of the things I love most about this project has been how it's led to me meeting so many fascinating, generous and generally awesome people! Honestly, I've crossed paths with some amazing folks that I never would have encountered if it wasn't for Revenants on the Redway, and it's been an absolute delight. Tonight's... Continue Reading →

When Youโ€™re Not There, Pennyland

Tonightโ€™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. Iโ€™m not far from a new build with streets named for space exploration, with Hubble... Continue Reading →

A Playful Inversion, Stony Stratford

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 →

A Gentle Presence, Wolverton

Iโ€™ve noticed that I often open these posts with โ€œtonightโ€™s storyโ€ฆโ€ and itโ€™s true โ€” I do tend to post them late, sometimes well into the small hours. Itโ€™s partly because Iโ€™m still working on the project after the day jobโ€™s done, but Iโ€™ll admit: thereโ€™s something deliciously dramatic about saving ghost stories for the... Continue Reading →

The Shadow on the Stairs, Fuller’s Slade

Our story tonight marks a quiet milestone. Iโ€™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, itโ€™s probably no surprise that Iโ€™ve been keeping careful count of how close Iโ€™m getting to my goal: a ghost in every... Continue Reading →

“Human-ish but hovering”, Bradwell

Before Revenants on the Redway began, I thought Iโ€™d have to hunt for stories. I imagined long walks, obscure Living Archives searches, knocking on doors. What I didnโ€™t expect was how many stories would come to me. Or, more unnervingly โ€” how some stories seemed to be waiting for me, just beyond the edge of the light.... Continue Reading →

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