Time travelling through the woods

A trip that begins with the directions “make your way through the partly abandoned wireworks and turn right” really ought to be confined to an episode of Scooby Doo. But my walk today involves no ghosts, disgruntled fairground managers or enormous sandwiches in the basement. This is where I first fell in love with the…

The Back Garden

Most of my travel blogs involve places thousands of miles away. Which made me realise, I actually got the travel bug almost on my own doorstep. When I was growing up, the Peak District was accessible thanks to heavily subsidised council bus routes, and concessionary travel which meant that, as a teenager, I could go…