
Wake Not the Sleeping Tench
“I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or … Continue reading Wake Not the Sleeping Tench
“I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or … Continue reading Wake Not the Sleeping Tench
“A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn” The next evening … Continue reading Part Three- The Carnival and the Queen
“Ours was the marsh country…” Kentish cotton ball clouds, blue skies and the endless … Continue reading Part Two- In Search of Albion Tinca
‘There was a Marsh’, quoth he… Twenty years ago I worked as a labourer for … Continue reading Tench of the Kentish Marshlands- Part One