In January 2000 I wrote this to my unborn son looking towards the future when he would be a similar age that I was at that time: There will be many changes in 35 years time, but one thing that will not change is the fact that I love your mother and no matter what happens I always will with every piece of my heart. Hopefully we will provide a constant for you in this rapidly changing world. To give you some idea of the speed of change,  I was born in 1967, at that time there w

“The Heron of Oblivion hovers over the drinker; he steals the mind of men.” Here I explore the heronries in South Lincolnshire, the hunting and eating of herons and folklore surrounding this wonderful bird.

Hares have long occupied the fens and marshes around the Wash and have been subject to many legends and folklore. Here is a story inspired by the hare and people of the area.