Saying goodbye to home

MidRaeburn

As we make our way through the last day of 2012, though, I find myself having to say goodbye to home in a way I’d never expected. [Read more...]

Feeding the Sidhe

A full-grown elder tree Photo licensed under creative commons from

Back in 1998, before I moved to Scotland, I was a baby Witch living in Bath. I was reading all the gentle introductory books on Witchcraft I could find, and starting to put their exercises into practice. One of those books, I can’t remember which, suggested beginning a relationship with the Sidhe – the beings most people refer to as ‘faeries’. But for all my curtsies and silver coins, I didn’t really believe in faeries until I moved to live in the country, and then it wasn’t so much me believing in them, as them rushing up to me and grabbing my attention… [Read more...]

Letting my inner country girl out

The place where I was born. High res version available from Probert Encyclopaedia

I was born in South London (pronounced “Saaarf Laarndun”), in the area of Lewisham — you can’t get much more urban than that — and I was raised in England’s second largest city, Birmingham. And yet, since adolescence, I’ve felt ill at ease with city life. [Read more...]


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