Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
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 →
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 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 →
Tonight’s story slips in through that space between sleeping and waking — the kind that lingers in your thoughts as the lights go out. Liminality — those strange in-between states where boundaries blur — is at the heart of this project. Milton Keynes is full of thresholds. Borders of estates that bleed into Redways. New builds layered over old farmland. A modern city, haunted underneath.