Hedgespoken

If you’ve been in some kind of slumber recently, or you wandered off into a darkened room and forgot how to get out, you may have missed the fact that Rima and I have been hatching a plan…
Hedgespoken – a vehicle for the imagination: a travelling off-grid theatre truck, and our new home

The Sun Princess and the Fortieth Door

I’m sitting in dappled light. A few feet away, honey bees are busy at the entrance to a top-bar hive. A night of rain has softened the land-burn of Summer and I’m mulling over the tale I’ll be telling in just over a week in Moretonhampstead and then a few weeks later by the fires… Continue reading The Sun Princess and the Fortieth Door

A Feast of Fools in Chagford, 23rd Dec 2012

Assuming that by 23.12.2012 the world hasn’t been eaten by a feathered serpent of inconceivable proportions, inhaled by a vast goat from Zargon 12 (where the goats grow uncommonly large on gargantuan dandelion leaves) or consumed in a terrible fiery inferno (which isn’t looking too unlikely right now), you should really try and make your… Continue reading A Feast of Fools in Chagford, 23rd Dec 2012

Busy-ness and the promise of Sound.

Busy days. The busiest. I can’t quite believe that it’s October and yet, also, I am utterly delighted that Autumn has come. I’m craving the darkening evenings and the sweet scents of decay like a man who has been living in a desert. My soul is so hungry, I could eat my own liver. There’ll… Continue reading Busy-ness and the promise of Sound.