Archive for December, 2021


“Despite ‘Covid’ we squeezed in some extra Fenland Grail Quests!”

Church of St Thomas Becket: Ramsey: It was a very bright and sunny day in December 2021; Friday 7th to be precise, but oh so cold! An ideal day though, for a surprise fenland visit to the historical parish church of St Thomas Becket in the quiet village of Ramsey, not far from Huntingdon, Cambridgeshire. The church was built late in the 12th century as part of Ramsey Abbey, and is thought to have been a hospital, prior to being converted into a church early in the 13th centrury; it is a grade 1 listed building. The church is in a beautiful setting with spacious lawns all around and the low winter sun on this particualar day, seemed to add to its charm. The church is named after the Archbishop of Canterbury, Thomas Becket (1118-1170), who is it well known of and, was assasinated on the 29th December 1170 AD, by followers of King Henry 2nd. Interestingly King Henry is actually one of Karl’s relatives so a very important connection there.

The Church of Thomas Becket at Ramsey looking stunning in the sunshine! <click to enlarge>,_Ramsey


The oldest part of the building dates from around AD 1180–90, when it was built as a hospital, infirmary or guesthouse of the abbey. It was originally an aisled hall with a chapel at the east end with a vestry on the north side and the warden’s lodgings on the south, but both of these have now been demolished. The building was converted into a parish church about AD 1222. The building is mainly of rubble masonry, with the aisles and other parts of ashlar. The roofs of the chancel and nave are covered with tiles and the aisles with lead and there is a north chapel and a south chapel. As in the case of all monasteries whose foundation predates the  Norman conquest of England, the parishioners of Ramsey would have had rights in the monastic church. After the introduction of stricter monastic rule and more elaborate services in the 12th century, and particularly the Sunday Procession, the parochial services interfered with those of the monks. Therefore, accommodation for the parishioners was made at a parochial chapel outside the monastic church, at Holy Cross Church, Bury, Cambridgeshire. The church has had a very interesting history with some firm royal (and Grail) connections; within it are to be found some interesting artifacts and monuments which you can see and hear more about in our video here….

St Thomas Becket Church Ramsey

The interior certainly was stunning and very ‘cathedral-like’ <click to enlarge>

In respect of our Grail Quest, it is said that the Grail had travelled some 98 miles from Bray, of which we have visited recently, all the way to Thomas Becket Church. It was 843 years ago and the Grail (it is said) stayed for 101 years from 1178 AD to 1279 AD. Some say that the church was built specifically to host the Grail and would have been the 18th church to hold the Grail. One needs to ask one’s self, just why all this secrecy, all this fuss, the hiding and the constant moving around to keep the Grail hidden forever from mankind, but why?

So many beautiful artifacts full of ‘grail-related’ meanings <click to enlarge>


The church is full of amazing windows, (including a beautiful window to St Michael) all which tell their own stories through symbolism, and hidden here too are some profound Grail symbolism clues, not often seen (or noticed). The church was quiet inside on the day we visited and had a lovely, peaceful energy and apart from the ladies there decorating the lovely tree, we were mostly on our own.

Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • The Nevilles, the Clarkes and the Fordams (and the royal line over the years) are the bloodines that merge here at Ramsey.
  • Lord Robert de Neville (b.1172) of Raby Castle. (the start of the Neville line) (22 X GGF)


St Michaels and All Angels, Sutton:  Sadly we could not get in as it was very closed, although the tree lights outside were on, so a sign that it was not abandoned as such. It was set in a very pretty rural area, alongside ‘Lovers Lane’ and so we were able to have a stroll around and take a few outside shots. It is a small church of Templar style. Sutton itself is a small village and civil parish just outside of Peterborough, Cambridgeshire, with a population of 196. It was once describes as a ‘woody swamp’ and in ‘Old English’ it translates as a Southern farm or settlement. It is still a small village, with lots of green and cattle grazing around, being very much of an agricultral community.

The church was built in the 12th century (suggested date 1163 with Templar origins) as a chapel-of-ease to St Kyneburgha, Castor for the benefit of the villagers of Sutton and to serve the Peterborough Abbey Grange Farm and Manor in the village. The church was enlarged c1170 when the original South wall was removed, the two Norman arches erected and the South Aisle added. The Chantry Chapel (which now contains the Vestry and organ) added about 1225 was originally dedicated to St Giles, the patron saint of lepers and cripples (650 AD-710 AD, 60 years). The Abbey Almoner, who was lord of the Manor, was responsible for their care. Further rebuilding took place in the 15th Century, when the roof replaced with a higher, flatter roof. The church also now serves as a community hall. The church has a connection to Europe, Edinburgh and Elgin in Scotland. It is of a design form familiar with Athen in Greece. There are also strong Craft (G) links with the Holy Trinity Church in Elgin; a ‘keystone’ church that we will be exploring at the end of February 2022. It is suggested that the ‘G’ arrived here in 232 AD and stayed for a length of nine years.

Sadly we could not get inside but the area around was peaceful and the tree lights were on! <click to enlarge>


Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • A Neville connection (24th GGF) with further connection to Lord Dolfia Fitz Uchtred (1110-1165) of Raby, Durham.

As it was a sunny dry day and good to be out in the countryside and with time to spare, we had a lovely drive to The Church of St Kyneburgha at Castor, as had been recommended to us that morning. Although not a part of our quests as such, it does has a connection to the previous church, it was a beautiful church with some interesting artefacts inside and well worth a visit for anyone interested in history. As it’s not part of the quests i have not provided any write-up, but lots of interesting facts can be found on the internet, but i did take some lovely photos! It was lovingly looked after with a beautiful wooden ceiling depicting angels and saints and some very nice interpretations of Mary in other areas of the church.

Some of the interesting artworks and atifacts in St Kyneburgha near Castor <please click to enlarge>




“And then, ducking and diving between the ‘Covid Variants’, we squeezed in another Fenland Quest on the 7th of January and what a beautiful day for it!”


Church of St Michael, Chesterton near Peterborough: It was crisp cold day on Friday 7th January 2022 and we in the very historic area near Peterborough, on what was once a huge royal estate, and one could really get a sense of the royal past from the fabulous energies there. Chesterton is a small village and civil parish in Cambridgeshire, approximately 5 miles west-southwest of Peterborough in an area, particularly rich in Roman history. The name Chesterton means Roman site, farm or settlement and there was indeed an old Roman town nearby named Durobrivae’, now lost in time, but the maine trade would have been in pottery from 125 AD.
So the first stop was indeed the church of St Michael hidden cleverly away in rural Chesterton not far Peterborough. Built on a much older foundation as are all the churches we visit on our quests – hence why we are there, it is said that it could be a potential Grail location with links to some local families (Breville, Dryden, or another?) for the church is a ‘Keystone’ Church.  Going by some of the symbols and artifacts inside this stunning church i would suspect that St Michaels church does have a cleverly hidden history.
A beautiful setting for an equally beautiful church! <click to enlarge>

The church was established in the 12th century and the ailses and tower renovated in the 13th and 14th centuries. The porch and chancel were rebuilt in the 17th century and in recent days St Michael’s has recieved funding from the American descendants of the Belville family whom were past ‘Lords of the Manor’ in earlier centuries before emigrating to America. There is a monument to this family inside the church.

Inside many beautiful artifacts and grail and quest clues <click to enlarge>

We were highly honoured to have been shown some altar treasures from the sixteenth century and allowed to visit the bell tower where there are three bells, the oldest being from 1440 AD . The steps were very steep and the journey upwards very dark and dusty….

Read more about this church and it’s Grail connections in the new book by Karl Neville

‘When the Trumpet Sounds’

I will post the link when the book is published!


Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • A Keystone Church connected to the Grail itself
  • The Guardians of the Grail (local families?)
  • ST Michael (Archangel Michael) past, present and future…
Church of St Mary the Virgin, Warmington, near Peterborough: The second church of the day, of our ‘extra’ fenland quest (Fri 7th Jan) was the beautiful Church of St Mary the Virgin at Warmington near Peterborough. I was unfamiliar with this seemingly timeless area. The villages and dwellings, and even the odd posh hall or two, are of local stone and blend in seamlessly with the counrtyside. Driving around this area, one really gets a real sense of our historic past, a past that played an important role in the shaping of British history. Yet also one gets a sense of tales untold, secrets not shared…

Warmington can trace its origins back to the 7th century when the King of Mercia granted the land to the Abbey of Peterborough. A charter of Edgar in 963 also names Warmington among the estates of the monks of the Abbey of Peterborough. Warmington is listed in the Doomsday Book as a part of the land of Peterborough Abbey. The village is also located on the route of a Roman Road running from Elton to Barnwell.

Such stunning architecture! <click to enlarge>
The church itself, which was originally built in 1243 AD, was beautifully looked after, both inside and out, maybe for good reasons, for it is said that there is a ‘hidden’ Grail Energy link associated with the church. The church has one of the most famous of all steeples in the area, built in the 13th century, it’s square lower part has three stages, the top one with highly decorated belfry windows. The church’s older foundations go back to 1178 AD.
Artifacts that allude to a ‘hidden past’…. <click to enlarge>
Inside are many fascinating artifacts, some of which allude to a ‘christainity’ very far removed from todays christianity, or should i say allude to a time when church practices were not as they seemed to be, and are certainly never written about. But the signs are all there to see…. The church contains one of the best collections of Green Men to be found in England and (interestingly) there are nine…. The Medieval font is has a base dated 1662 AD, there is also a rare 13th century piscina with a ‘circle of eight’ (Samnu Emua) to the left of the door upon entering, and those whom are of Craft will understand the significance of this.
Many signs and symbols that tell their own tale…. <click to enlarge>
“Of course as we have come to realise and acknowledge, nothing is ever what it seems – least of all the churches of our quests!”
Grail Bloodline Connections:
  • The Hidden Grail Energy link…
  • The signs and symbols of the Grail
MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS: Fotheringhay Castle, near Peterborough: When i was at school, history was more of a forgotton world than i cared to tell. I was unable to compute numbers and dates in my brain so i just got terribly lost on the history trail. However since going on our Quests and seeing history come alive before my very eyes, i have certainly made up for it and have attained so much knowledge, it is amazing. And so it was with Mary Queen of Scots, whom i have always been drawn towards and felt an affinity with. I had no idea she was actually executed just a few miles outside of Cambridge at Fotheringhay Castle, near Peterborough. She spent her final days here, and was tried and convicted of murder here. She spent her last night praying in the castle’s small chapel, before being being cruelly beheaded on a scaffold in the castle’s great hall on 8th Feb 1587.
There is not much left of the actual castle now, it is now a sad sight of rack and ruin, with just the earthworks visable. Succeeding royalty of the times had no interest or any kind of loyalty towards the castles upkeep. The day we went it was tempory closed so we could only look from over the locked gates. But one does get a sense of actions lost in time and of earthly deeds of the day simply decaying into time and space… Our interest of course lies with the actual ‘placement ‘ of the castle, as with all our quests and also with the bloodlines connected to our quest; our Grail quest and our quest for truth.

Sadly not much to see anymore, but what a history! <click to enlarge>

Fotheringhay Castle, also known as Fotheringay Castle, was, in it’s heyday,  a High Middle Age Norman Motte-and-bailey castlein the village of Fotheringhay three and a half miles to the north of the market town of Oundle, probably founded around 1100 by Simon de Senlis, Earl of Northhampton. In 1113, possession passed to Prince David of Scotland when he married Simon’s widow. The castle then descended with the Scottish princes until the early 13th century, when it was consfiscated by King John of England. It continues to have an interesting history, passing down from royal hand to royal hand until becoming the final place of imprisonment of mary Queen of Scots, who was tried and executed in the castle in 1587. The castle was dismantled in the 1630s and most of the masonry was removed, leaving only the  earthworks, however the site is now a protected monument and open to the public.

Very good detailed descriptions here below of the castle, of the times and of Mary – worth a read!

Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • Favoured residence of Cecily Neville (Karl’s cousin) whom married Richard The Duke of York on 3rd May 1415 at Raby Castle (visited on a previous quest)
  • Mary Queen od Scots (Karl’s 6th cousin) excecuted here in 1587 AD. Also known as Mary Stewart, Queen of Scotland 14th December 1542. (forced abdication 1567 AD). Married to King Henry Stewart (07/12/1545 – 10/02/1567) The one son was King James 1st of England (1566 – 1625)
  • King Richard 3rd born here in 1452 AD died 1485 AD. The last king of the ‘House of York’. He was ‘Lord of Ireland’ from 26/06/1483 til his death in 1485. King Richard married a cousin of Karl’s,  Anne Beauchamp De Neville.

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ AKA Reverend Janis

December 2021- updated January 2022






Maybe there was a time, long long ago when vampires and dragons really did walk the earth.
Not the kinds from Holywood movies but the kinds that possesed a human form, unbeknown, or lived amongst us as any beast would.
Maybe there was a time long long ago that the peoples knew this and lived with this knowledge.
Knowledge now lost for all time.
Maybe there was a time long long ago when knowledge itself was different from today, and what was known then, is now no longer known.
Creatures and ways not of our understanding flourished amongst us.
Maybe there was this time long long ago, before the modern world, a time now wiped from our history books, for fear of what modern humanity would make of it.
Maybe part of that world still survives.
Maybe there was a time long long ago when the Old Ways were the only ways and folks respected that and were ok with it.
Embraced it.
I often return to those times in my dreams, in my night journeys, becoming one of them, following my blood tides and blood ties.
It is all there, in Time, like pages in a book.
Just as it ever was.
Open yet hidden from most.
Slip through.
Shapeshift into a reality that awaits the traveler.
What was, can be again.
Past and future are all one.
Times peeling bell forever rings me home
As I slip into that magical void between the earthly years.
Embracing whatever comes my way.
Respecting the hidden ways of old, the lessons given.
For long long ago is also yet to be
And what once was, is now simply hidden within realities placed outside of human consciousness…
‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
1st December 2021





The sun and the moon

Sit side by side
Within human eyesight
In a clear blue sky.
They tell a tale
Not often told
Of a land of plenty
In a time of old.
They weave a tale
So very bold
Of another time or maybe not.
When things we knew
Are now forgot.
For nothing now is as it seems
And humans are sleeping
In a perpetual dream.
A dream they love
And live and die in
To awaken not
For fear of crying.
So start with the stars,
The moon and the sun.
Then planets like Mars
Being not which they seem.
Or sleep soundly still
In that deep dream of dreams.
When all is said it matters not,
The experience, the experiment
Was a human’s lot.
With no where to run and no where to hide,
Slumbering and sleeping through the truths of time.

So once again i dance alone, my midnight dance on the eve of that tide…..


‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
12th December 2021

A different poem for this time of year as memories manifest….

I remember that time of year
When the darkness lingered longer

And the shadows came out of hiding to drape themselves lovingly across the land.
I remember dressing in all black, in readiness, waiting
I remember a time before the modern world earased the old times from the memories of mankind
A time before the world of men was filled with the chatter and clatter of a manufactured reality
I remember the moon shinning upon the grove
And the ladies waiting there
I remember the energies of the night
That night
I remember the purpose and the point
Although no one had ever taught me
But the truth, the blood, the energy was inside me, living
I remember pulling my black lace shawl tightly around my shoulders as i made my way towards the moon grove
I knew the wolves would be watching on this night
Watching, waiting, testing
My old blood, the bloodline of my forefathers i knew would keep me strong and see me through
We had great things to achieve on this the darkest day and longest night
A prophecy to fulfill, a blood challice raised, a divine point in time to invoke and preserve, not only blood memories, but to acknowledge the ‘ladies of the line’ both past and present.
I remember on that long dark night, when the cold seeped into our very bones, i remember us all being as one, yet separated upon the points of time.
The old ways preserved within ‘the ladies of time’, the ladies of the grove.
Now as then, connecting
Blood ties held safely within under the protection and magic of our grove.
Keeping faith, preserving truths, a world apart.
I remember that night of unending darkness
That longest night when realms collided
When the Old Ones shared and dared to reveal themselves
Under the moon
In a grove
Hidden forever
Within the memories of time
‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
December 21st 2021




11th July 2021:  Day thirteen and very last day of this epic quest!

Packing up a car in the pouring rain, always makes leaving an area, that much more sad and poignant and it certainly was a wet old day that greeted us as we left our digs for the very last time. But of course we still had a full day of questing and travelling ahead of us before boarding the night time ferry from Belfast back to England and home. So, very much lots still to look forward to! The rain had made everything look very bright and fresh and green, although i swear the green in Ireland is a much more vibrant green than in the uk!

St Molaise Church: Devenish Parish Monea. County Fermanagh: Happily the church was opened and in use when we arrived and we were able to enter inside and to take photos, especially of the windows. The church is in an extremely pretty setting with rolling hills and mountains behind it and a lovely spacious and very green graveyard. The church tower is dated 1787, the architect being Sir Thomas Drew, 1889-90. The church is limestone ashlar with red sandstone windows, quoins, string-courses and chimney. The fifteenth-century traceried window with carved foliate details and font are from from Devenish Abbey. The church has some stunning stained glass windows.

There are some interesting windows here, a very ancient font and some interesting plaques <click to enlarge>

St Molaise: One of the windows depicts St Molaise, so i endevoured to find out who he was. One century after St. Patrick’s death and paralleling the growth of monasticism in Ireland in the sixth century, St. Molaise (whose death is recorded in the Annals of Ulster in both 563 and 570 A.D.), founded a monastery on Devenish Island. The story is told that St. Molaise, resting from his labors, listened spellbound to bird song that was the Holy Spirit communicating. The reverie lasted a hundred years, and then St. Molaise looked around after the interval and the monastery had been built. The early Irish Christians’ belief in the supernatural had deep roots in the Celtic religion, and early saints were regarded as a more of powerful druid.  Other stories attributable to St. Molaise give him a magical rather than spiritual or moral authority.  Legends claim that during a snow storm on a visit to Tara, St. Molaise’s tent alone was free from snow. “The most excellent fire of divine love in him made the snows to melt.”

This stained glass  portrait of St. Molaise in the church was created in 1968. The  window is within a  stone window frame over 450 years old originally from St. Mary’s Priory on Devenish Island.  September 12th is the feast day for St. Molaise.

Another wonderfully scenic journey took us on to our next destination…

Mountcharles Pier: on the Wild Atlantic Way: Mountcharles Pier and the village of Mountcharles is located between Donegal Town and Killybegs in the south of County Donegal and is a Wild Atlantic Way Discovery Point. The area was originally known as Tamhnach ant Salainn (meaning “The salt mountain field”). This refers to a salt mine in the area. It was renamed Mount Charles by the local 17th century landlord Charles Conyngham after himself. Charles Conyngham was a direct ancestor of the current Lord Henry Mountcharles of Slane Castle in County Meath famous for it’s music festivals. Many of the local buildings date from the 17th century with one building in the village known as the Olde Market House built in 1676. The pier is a tranquil spot with good views and we can certainly testify to that fact. It was a gorgeous spot, big open skies with a totally unspoilt vista, giving us a well earned place of peace. The sunlight and actual light was very clear and calming and so photogenic; infact a very calming place of peace and beauty to be truly savoured…

Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • ‘The beginning of an ending…..’

So once more on the road again, through Ireland’s many vibrant towns and villages, stopping for lunch along the way, our next stop being the amazing and revealing St Nicholas Church in Carrickfergus and what a gem of information that would prove to be.

St Nicholas Church in Carrickfergus: Carrickfergus (from Irish: Carraig Fhearghais meaning ‘Fergus’ rock”) is a large town in County Antrim, Northern Ireland. It sits on the north shore of Belfast Lough, 11 miles from Belfast and had a population of 27,998 at the 2011 census. It is County Antrim’s oldest town and one of the oldest towns in Ireland. Carrickfergus Castle was built in the late 12th century at the behest of Anglo-Norman Knight John de Courcy, whom played a very significant role in the towns history. The town is said to take its name from Fergus Mor (Fergus the Great), the legendary king of Dal Riata. According to one tale, his ship ran aground on a rock by the shore, which became known as ‘Carraig Fhearghais’, the rock of Fergus. Throughout the course of The Troubles, there was a reasonably large parmilitary presence in the town, namely the Ulster Volunteer Force and Ulster Defence Asociation.

St Nicholas Church and graveyard plus a beautifully painted building nearby..

Read much more here:

The church stands in the centre of Carickfergus and was built 1182 AD. It was commisioned by Anglo-Norman knight John de Courcy whos castle is just a short way away. It is believed that an earlier religious building was originally on this site attached to St Mary’s Abbey. St Nicholas, at over 800 years old has had an interesting and tumultous past. The original design was cruxiform in shape and constructed on Cistercian lines. It had Norman arches opening up on the side asles. In 1306 the church was enlarged by Robert de Mercer, resulting in the chancel being twice as long as the nave. After the reformation he church changed from catholic to church of Ireland and was not only the spiritual centre of the town but also the mayor’s courtroom. In 1568 the church was repaired by Henry Sidney, however attacks on the town in the 1570’s sadly left St Nicholas roofless and semi-derelict. But in 1614 the master mason Thomas Papps was employed to rebuild the church.

There were so many very ancient and symbolic artifacts within the church and we were very lucky to meet the very kind verger (?) and to have the church unlocked for us. The energies there were very strong indeed, which was no surprise given what a powerful and significant site the chuch was built upon (Craft-wise) <click to enlarge>

Read much more about the church here:

St Nicholas Church, Carrickfergus

The Book of Kells: There is also of course a big connection here, on times path, to the town of Kells that we visited earlier on, on this quest. Kells in County Meath, and the monastic site with it’s round tower is from where the Book of Kells takes it ‘s name, from the monks of the monastry there. But sadly the Book of Kells is no longer there in Kells, it’s real home and currently resides in Dublin. St Columba Tower is at Kells and the Book of Kells is also known as the Book of Columba. The monks there were said to have a metaphysical connection to G-d, in the form of a portal reached via the tower… and a connection here to the ‘Last King of Tara’ and the ‘First Christian King’ (maybe one and the same?)

Amazingly on our last day, in St Nicholas Church here in Carrickfergus; a church of extremely high and potent energies, we came across this beautiful manuscript. A most wonderful copy of the Book of Kells, not many copies were actually produced so how amazing to see it here! Sadly there were lights right above it but i did my best in the way of photography.The church was full of very ancient and relevant symbolism which i am yet to fully digest.

St Columba Tower at Kells, where the monks created the Book of Kells

One of the rare copies of the Book of Kells silently residing in St Nicholas Church, Carrickfergus

An amazing find and a fitting end to a most wonderfull and amazing quest, where knowledge was sought and found, where companionship became stronger and where the physical and mataphysical combined as one….

Glenoe Waterfall. Lairn. County Antrim: So as this quest was drawing to its close, two more beautiful sites still awaited us. Glenco waterfall turned out to be truly stunning sight, with the clearest of water and deep green folaige, nature at its best and with connections also to the Knights Templars and their rites, a truly mesmerising peaceful place, imbued with amazing energies still.

Glenoe or Gleno (from Irish: Gleann Ó, meaning ‘Glen of the mass or lump’) is a hamlet in County Antrim, Northern Ireland. It is halfway between Larne and Carickfergus. In the 2001 Census, it had a population of 87 people. Glenoe Waterfall, owned by the National Trust, is located near the village. St. Columbas Church of Ireland, is located at the top of the village, nearby the Orange Hall and Young Farmer’s Hall. The village is home to an Orange Lodge and a Royal Black Preceptory.

One of N.I. lesser known ‘hidden treasures’, Gleno is a truly magnificent 30 foot waterfall nestling in the glens of Antrim. This was a bit of a surprise visit for us at the end of a busy day, making our way towards the night ferry from Belfast. It was a lovely stop to admire the view and to drink in the energies there. It is a very quite spot, blink and you would miss it, one of the hidden secrets of our lands. There was a small car park, near a short wooded walk up to the waterfall; one can hear the water before one actually sees it. A couple of elderly gentlemen were sitting on the far side, with maybe a flask of tea between them, but apart form that we only saw another couple the whole time we were there, so plenty of time to relax and take it all in.

A tranquil wander on our last day….

James Chaine Memorial Tower. Larne: With the sun getting ready to set we arrived in Larne for our last stop of the day – the James Chaine Memorial Tower alongside the harbour, it is a memorial to James Chaine, a former Member of Parliment for Antrim, who died in 1885. It is a cylindrical stone tower lighthouse with a conical roof, situated on the west side of entrance to Larne Lough. It is reminiscent of the Irish Round Towers of the past. It is know locally as ‘the pencil’ and is built of Irish granite. It is in a lovely setting beside the sea, although i could imagine the seas pounding those tall granite walls in wintertime.

A fitting end then to a lovely day and a most wonderful quest. So many very special memories to take home. We really enjoyed Ireland, nay fell in love with the counrty, the vast spaces, the clean air, the coastline and mountains, the wonderful light and amazing ‘greens’. But above all Ireland is a land of contrasts, the old sitting side by side with the new. Ireland has a sense of place, identity and purpose and is deffinitely not going to give up its past, in more ways than one, holding on tightly to it’s secrets and comradeship. There is a lot in Ireland, in the places we passed through, that alluded to ‘the troubles’ and in many communities one can sense a feeling of solidarity even to this day, and hints of times gone by are all around, only just kept hidden… I guess each community has a different tale to tell and many miles yet to travel.

From Larne, showing some of the ‘contrasts’ to Belfast and the ferry home to England!