The Fyrd and the -ingham Settlements
By Crasterfarian I mek nee wonder people get lost up here, mind, it’s a canny place to lose yourself. But howay, three places that sound almost… Read More »The Fyrd and the -ingham Settlements
By Crasterfarian I mek nee wonder people get lost up here, mind, it’s a canny place to lose yourself. But howay, three places that sound almost… Read More »The Fyrd and the -ingham Settlements
By Crasterfarian The more I read and write about history, the more I understand that what we are left with in today’s landscape are simply ghosts… Read More »Joining The Dots On Our Landscape
By Crasterfarian For as long as I can remember I’ve trotted up and doon the Coast Road, either for pleasure or for work. As I’ve headed… Read More »Gannin the Widdy Way
By Crasterfarian As a born and bred Crasterfarian, I’ve always wondered about the history of where I was brought up. The very fabric of the village… Read More »The Whin Sill: Craster’s Ancient Spine
By Crasterfarian Tucked below the Great Keep and South Wall of Dunstanburgh Castle lies an inlet locals call Nova Scotia, the Castle’s little harbour. Visitors’ eyes… Read More »Nova Scotia: Dunstanburgh’s Sea-Gate
A Theory by The Crasterfarian and Anthony Simm Background The River Coquet is absent from conventional accounts of Roman military infrastructure in Northumberland. Yet when… Read More »The Coquet Roman Complex: A Forgotten Artery of the Frontier
By Crasterfarian This first picture is looking south into the low winter sun, down over Blawearie and several other Iron and Bronze Age hillforts. Fascinatingly, the… Read More »Seven Castles in One View — Ros Castle Trig Point and Hillfort, Northumberland
An Exploration of Hartburn, Warkworth & Woodhorn By Crasterfarian Across Northumberland’s rivers and roads, clues linger, carved in stone, hidden in caves, worn into the… Read More »The Pagan Path Beneath Our Feet
By Crasterfarian Introduction As you head up the A68 from Corbridge you are travelling on the early trails of the legions. The road you are… Read More »A Northumbrian Roman Road to Sacred Sites
The Crimson One In Bremenium, a cock crows,On midsummer night,Spears and shields together form,Barrier between cold and missed Apennines,Now facing feared terra, Of mountain passes and hissed wind,Which… Read More »The Crimson One