I was on day two of my pilgrimage in France, having walked from the ferry terminal in Calais to the...
Five months I’d been out of New Zealand. I’d walked in the millennium-old footsteps of pilgrims, I’d watched the sunset...
I was growing lonely for home, but one thing I felt I absolutely had to do before I left the...
Time for the next stop on my great English road trip, and since I’m so unfamiliar with the local geography...
In my previous instalment, I visited Fornham All Saints, and the home church of my 19th-century ancestors George Nunn and...