The Green Fields… Woken by the rooks cawing through heavy morning mist we could only be in England. Sturminster Marshall, one of many pretty Dorset villages. On this Saturday morning cyclists streamed by, horses too, and so many Range Rovers – clearly the conveyance of choice. Family. In Dorchester we dropped in on the aunt […]
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- Archie Van
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Dunkery Beacon, Exmoor.
Today’s stank restored my love of winter. It feels as if for weeks I have been rain soaked twice on most days. And I’ve let the cold seep in. Bad move! Time to explore new hills, new wild spaces. Exmoor isn’t so far from home, but my knowledge of it is scant. Its 267 square […]