When you drive you travel along the edges of things, where modern life has built a wall along the edge of the land, the tall banks, berms and tree lines of the A roads and motorways where the litter and pieces of spent tyre lie in the dust. The piles of scrapings...
There are axis of travel in our existence, roads that we use often at various times that become embedded into us a part of our journey through life. Well worn paths that aren’t exactly desire lines, they are the things that link us together, part of our familial...
You can see Antingham, and identify it from quite a distance which is why I ended up there, I saw it from Suffield, remembered the view from trips to the coast up the A140 or across country out towards Aylsham. It stands out because of the two church towers outlined...
We live in Bowthorpe for about three months, it wasn’t my cup of tea, I’ve never quite got my head around modern houses, preferring to live in a series of brick built Victorian freezers with leaky roofs and nowhere to park, I’m clever like...
Magdalen Street’s hidden history: The lost churches Part 4, St Mary Unbrent Back in Norwich and back in Magdalen Street this time nearer the city centre a short walk up from St Botolph isn’t; neither is St Mary Unbrent past the concrete, buses and bustle,...
It seemed rude not to, I’ve been driving past Bawsey for far too long, so on a trip to Derbyshire to drink and take in a band (Phantogram) with my Nephew Rich, I made an attempt to stop. In fact I had two attempts at it, Sundays’ mission was stopped by the...