One from the archives, this.
A few years ago, in a field above Lush Places, I stumbled across this.
It scared the bejeezus out of me. I thought I’d ventured on to the set of Donnie Darko (which I’d never seen because I was too frightened) or Harvey, which was actually one of my favourite old films from childhood.
This weird gatekeeper was like some fearful love child of Watership Down and a Roald Dahl book.
One of the things I love about Dorset is that you can go for a completely ordinary walk and then you’re stopped in your tracks by the unexpected.
If my memory serves me correctly, I checked around to see if anyone else was about and then ran up to it and yelled ‘Hazel-ra!’ before hot-footing it up the hill.
The dogs went bananas.
I didn’t fancy the journey down much either.
That’s about it.
Love, Maddie x
Maddie Grigg 