Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

It began with:

“There is a wall and, across the dark room, another wall.

I walk between them. Getting there – to the other wall – is the goal.  What is in the middle is mere mathematics: five strides sees me across the old stone floor, and I practice so that my toe touches the far wall exactly on the fifth . . . the edges of the room are safer; I have no idea why . . .”

And then it grew … What started as a light-hearted riposte to ‘my’ character (Ben) being cast into Bakewell Jail by my partners in crime Sue Vincent and Stuart France, in the latest series of their ground-breaking books on the nature of spiritual involvement with the British landscape, began to take on a different life of its own – so much so that a number of people engaged with both…