The Alternative Correspondent: I was a virgin Rambler
By Harry Mottram: It’s something I’ve always wanted to do: go on a walk with the Ramblers Association and discover…
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By Harry Mottram: It’s something I’ve always wanted to do: go on a walk with the Ramblers Association and discover…
By Harry Mottram: At times it was hard to keep up with the machine gun speed of the dialogue in…
By Harry Mottram: One of Geoffrey Chaucer’s stories from the Canterbury Tales is set to be played out by chickens,…
By Harry Mottram: I made my way through undergrowth, brambles and thick bushes and there it was: Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre.…
By Harry Mottram: Two priests arguing in a café over Manchester City, a nun filling her supermarket trolley with pork…
By Harry Mottram: It’s hard to feel sympathy for disillusioned and hapless protagonist Tony Last in Evelyn Waugh’s A Handful…
By Harry Mottram: A huge dark creature emerged from the hedge in front of my motorbike. I braked and stopped…
By Harry Mottram: It was May 1980 and after spending the previous four years at art college in Taunton I…
By Harry Mottram: It was a birthday treat from my son Ashley who invited me along to SWIG (Shipham Wine…
By Harry Mottram: It was clearly a chaotic scene in the early 2000s as visitors to Hestercombe Gardens near Taunton…