Glastonbury

Hello again, and see you in the New Year!

The room is dark and quiet. A lone candle, no flame, yet burned low, wax melted, sits upon a cobweb-covered wooden desk. A door opens and a figure walks in, their footsteps disturbing the dust that covers the old woodworm-ridden floorboards. The chair scrapes across the floor

Pendragon

In March 1994 I sent off for the introductory leaflet for the Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids. I remember receiving it in the post a few days later, opening the envelope, seeing the stone 'trilithon' on the cover, and then reading about the Druids, the Ovates,

Tales from the Road – Nakedness, Excitement, and an Ovation

I've just returned home after a wonderful weekend in Glastonbury at the Pagan Federation's Wessex conference. It was held at the Town Hall, a venue very familiar to me as that's where I organise the two gatherings each year for members of the Order of Bards Ovates