Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
Back in May, I’d only just started this project, and maybe published three or four stories. So it was a delightful surprise to be contacted by the local running group, the Redway Runners, and invited to come along and share some of them for one of their regular walking events! I’d often seen the Redway... Continue Reading →
Around this time last year, long before this project even existed, I decided I wanted to start writing more non-fiction pieces as well as stories. I sat down and made a list of topics I could cover - and made a note in my diary saying: I might even try pitching one of these to... 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 →
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 →