Downshire Diary – (69) Making Plans with the Muse (Part 01)

Downshire is a relatively small English county but like a pocket battleship it packs a lot in, a short but beautiful coastline, a channel port, the Ancient forests of Dancingdean and Pepperstock, the craggy ridges and manmade lakes of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, the rolling hills of the Downshire Downs, the beautiful Finchbottom Vale and farm land as far as the eye can see from the Trotwood’s and the Grace’s in the south to the home of the Downshire Light infantry, Nettlefield, and their affluent neighbour’s, Roespring and Tipton in the north but our story begins in the East, or more precisely, 20 miles inland from Sharpington-By-Sea, equidistant between Finchbottom and Pepperstock Green, in the sprawling village of Denmead.


A salesman tried it on with my wife


My Dog swallowed some of my


The commute home felt easier- even the crowds provided a different level of comfort. Something about their tired, old faces worn out by the day’s...

Sherlock Holmes and the Unexpected Inheritance (1)

"The bird's circling for the third time Watson," Holmes said. As was often the case on a Sunday afternoon, the one day a week I was blessedly free...

Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (69) Sisterly Love

The village of Kettlewell sat in the rolling Pepperstock Hills that formed the northwest border of The Finchbottom Vale and it was half a mile from the hamlet of Kettlewell-on-the-Hill, the two of which made up the parish of St Augustine’s Church.


My wife bought me a quilted coat

Word As Weapons

Who needs a knife to maim when words can hurt as much? A cutting comment, a scathing remark. a sentence from them is like a bite from a shark. They...