Island Wife: living on the edge of the wild

This journey of ours, like all pilgrimages, is in some senses a journey out of time – a journey which takes us far beyond the ‘normal’ everyday world. It is a journey through the Otherworld, where the rules are incomprehensible, the tasks seem impossible, and the stakes are perilously high.

I daresay I must call this my home – though truly there never was so dank and drear a place – though Essex being flat and featureless at least has in its favour the kind of skies which all my life I have sought – I confess to having been surprised by affection for my husband – this dreadful emotion roused by discovering that he has commissioned a r