I am a writer, artist and activist who’s worldview has been shaped by a clutch of wonderfully wise Williams, William Blake, William Morris, William Barnes, William Cobbett and William Godwin, and by the magical folklore and majestic history of the ancient Isles of Albion.

I have a passion for British  Folk and Fairy Tales, but like many people I fear for the future of the oral tradition. I admire the truly academic folklorists who work tirelessly to identify and catalogue the stories, sagas and mythology of the people as accurately as possible, but I feel that this needs to be balanced with a living culture of storytelling and story-making.

With this in mind I believe that we need to examine new (…and some very old…) ways of sharing and presenting our stories. We should experiment with modern technology to encourage an interest in traditional myths, legends and fictions. We should also encourage the creation of new folk-tales which are based on modern experiences and places. Most importantly we must recognise that folk-tales were born of an oral culture and therefore lose their potency when they’re presented solely as literature. I would love to see traditional storytelling become a kind of ‘open-mic’/ ‘stand-up’ event, both at folk festivals and beyond. So spark-up the campfire, I have a tale to tell…

Inspired by Paul Kingsnorth’s groundbreaking book, Real England, I also work to identify and promote an English cultural and political identity which is based on ‘being’ rather than ‘belonging’, or, as Paul says, “a new type of patriotism, benign and positive, based on place not race, geography not biology.”

But I also agree with Chris Wood who said, in reference to his album ‘The Lark Descending’…

Let’s go back to a time when there was no ‘England’ and there were no ‘English’. A class of people came along and decided they wanted to rule over this place and these people but before they could rule over somewhere they needed to give it a name. And before they could govern the people who lived there they had to give them a name too. ‘England’ and ‘the English’ were a necessary construction for a governing class and remain so to this day. ‘The Lark Descending’ celebrates a few of the stories of the people who are governed and you ought not to be surprised at how rich and compelling some of the stories are. Our indigenous population have been unravelling the universe for us in music and song for millennia while the governing class have been ridiculing our folk music for only a couple of hundred years.

Chris’s comments here are a little sweeping, but the sentiment reflects my view that the history of the ruling elite should not be seen as the history of a people. In truth I don’t think the name that we give to a place or it’s people is as important as the culture that the place gives to us. Cultural identity is informative and inspirational; national identity is not. Cultural diversity is a product of geodiversity; geography, season and climate are written into folklore, our traditions reflect the natural rhythms of place – rhythms that are becoming ever more important as we realise the consequences of our modern, less ‘natural’, lifestyle (a lifestyle that climate change and peak-oil will soon bring to an end).

Our folklore also preserves an oral history of everyday people that would otherwise be forgotten. History, as Alex Haley famously said, “is written by the winners” and English history is usually presented as a list of Kings and Queens which begins in 1066. But the real history and culture of England is enshrined by tales (both factual and mythical) of everyday people who have stood up to these power-mongers. England is the home of Robin Hood and ‘Freeborn’ John Lilburne; Ned Ludd and Wat Tyler; Captain Swing and Bartholomew Steer. An overwhelming number of our popular histories, myths and legends contain within them the core English values of liberty, solidarity, collectivism, mutuality, political radicalism, social justice and self-determinism.

So this blog is dedicated to England and Englishness, to Albion and the Albionesque and to the triumph of diversity over monotony.