What of my identity? It is interwoven between marsh, fen and town but the world changes.  My roots and ancestry is firmly in the Fens....

Today's post is a sidebar to my book Marsh Fen and Town, South Lincolnshire and Beyond - in this case a consideration of the ethics of...

It is possibly one of the indicators of a river's health is the thriving of an apex predator like the otter. In the 2020's the otter is...

Every so often I will share bits from my notes and research that did not make it into my book "Marsh Fen and Town South Lincolnshire and...

A Day on the Marsh (Or never trust a stranger if he lets you buy the ale). There I sat quietly drinking my ale When this fellow Wells...

Joining a wildfowling club around the Wash could be a challenging experience. All had limited memberships and certainly up to the 1990’s...

It is not often that wildfowlers get a second chance when making a mistake with water, the elements, dogs and guns all providing their...

Anyone visiting Ken Burton's house would turn into a driveway made up of stone and broken clay pigeons that had been picked up from the...

The mallard duck is now a common site in Spalding, yet this may not have been the case if it wasn’t for the likes of Tony Creasey his...

In 1986 I joined Spalding and District Wildfowlers Association, initially to provide a legitimate purpose for me obtaining a shot gun...

In 1986 I experienced my first trip down the marsh with a gun. Whilst young and enthusiastic I was a rubbish wildfowler. I shot nothing...