I won a bursary to visit the Bronte Parsonage and to attend a Festival of Women's Writing. A dream prize. The weather was most un-Yorkshirelike, sunny with temperatures in the mid-twenties. That was until the last day when the heavens opened and made the moors look more like they do in the movies. Yorkshire is… Continue reading The Bronte Parsonage, Haworth.
The Sparkly Shell 