We were there early, the first people in the upstairs room of The Globe in Glossop High Street. Outside, it was midsummer but grey, cold and windswept. In the long thin room, unplastered walls, a low ceiling, rows of tables down each side, a bar, a sound deck and a lighting rig at one end, a small Read the full article…

On day three, the special landscape of the north coast of West Penwith began to exert its presence. The green, furry lichen on the rocks, very familiar from my many climbing trips to the area, appeared and inland were the moody tors and scarps reminiscent of the Peak District and Dartmoor. We came to the Read the full article…