Category Archives: Pilgrimages
Beginning, Middle and End of The Road
The story that led to this blog, and possibly a book, began over 5 years ago, and on the day of the tube and bus bombings in London – the infamous 7/7/2005. It was then that I met a man called Dave Longley at a conference in … Continue reading
Epilogue: The Magical and Mystical Mystery Tour
Before people went on pilgrimages to Canterbury to see the shrine of Saint Thomas a Beckett, they went on pilgrimages to Winchester – and the saint at the centre of that was Swithun. Lovely Laura, the jazz singer, reminded me about that over breakfast that … Continue reading
Beyond The Sea – and Sky!
So from starting the journey over again after 3 years – thanks to the emergence of blogging to help me with it all – and recognising in the process how this blog in itself (and perhaps many others like it, as well … Continue reading
The Truth Be Told
The drive for me to write Matt’s tale essentially began on 7/7/2005 when the bombs went off around London, which led to a chance encounter and a discussion about appreciating others and being able to enjoy a good conversation – and … Continue reading
Coming to Canterbury
It was with mixed feelings that I finally found my way to Canterbury, following a double decker in, and rather than on one. Still, I had managed to move on from the quirky romance of only going by double decker … Continue reading
Many Roads to take and A River to Cross
From what I discovered on my day trip to Dartford, I was no longer sure of the road I wanted to take in leaving there. Plus there was a question of how best to get across the River Medway using the mode … Continue reading
Dark and Desperate Debt-driven Days
It is perhaps poignant that I am writing the blog about my arriving in Dartford back in March, following the aftermath of the London and England-wide riots in August, or perhaps in the lull in between them with the impending Notting Hill Carnival, … Continue reading
The Yard Foreman’s Tale
What days those must have been, when the coaches with the horses rode into town – with people from far and wide…. I had thought that those days were long since gone, until I found my way into Dartford town and arrived at … Continue reading
Shades of the pub that Mitre Bin a Chaucer Coaching Inn
The spirit world entered again into my next stop along the road, although in a more typically Western way with being told by Kyle, a South African bar manager, of two ghosts – going by the name of George and … Continue reading
Raising and erasing spirits
Seeing as I had not been able to get a booking at my first coaching inn in my last minute decision to follow up on my theory of the three days’ trip to Canterbury, I thought it was just going to be an … Continue reading
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