As I couldn’t give everyone a book for International Book Giving Day I thought I would read a story, written some time ago, set on Ramsey Island.
It’s really only bones of a story, wrapped around the sleeping king, Arthur. So, sitting by the fire I read this. Listen if you wish and share.
I have visited the ravens at the Tower of London. One of them, called Merlin, came from the other side of PenBeri from me. Who knows, maybe she flew there from Ramsey.