Blackberry Ketchup

Late August, given heavy rain and sun For a full week, the blackberries would ripen. At first, just one, a glossy purple clot Among others, red, green, hard as a knot. You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet Like thickened wine: summer’s blood was in it Leaving stains upon the tongue and…

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Knaresborough Picnic Pie

Knaresborough is, in my experience, about as nice a place to spend a day hung over with your mates as you’ll find.┬áIt’s dominated by the River Nidd and the lovely old buildings running along it. It appeared in the Domesday Book as Chenaresburg, meaning ‘Cenheard’s fortress’ and in the 16th century was home to Mother…

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