‘i shall never fit in any school’

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

ADMISSIONS SHADOW WORK Loneliness and the literary ...

SUMMER came early this year, which means that ...

EMILY PONSONBY’S PAINTINGS STRIP AWAY everything but the essentials: skin, scars and the stories they carry. Using beeswax and oil, she sculpts figures that feel weathered and alive, sometimes faceles

Ancient rural skills in a modern world

TRICKS LITERARY ILLUSIONS Performance magic and Victorian ...