I set off at noon today to travel over seventy miles into the midlands, to start research on the pub. It was like stepping back in time, but it won’t spoil the story by telling you any more. I have to go back on Tuesday evening to meet a man who was so frightened by what he witnessed there, that he has never gone back. He has only agreed to talk to me, because he knows a relative of mine and I’ve assured him that I change all the names of the storytellers.
Further to your requests, I will post the story on Friday morning in the future, for those of you who like to read it during the hours of daylight.