Ruin at Edlingham Castle by Owen Townend
At the end of our weekend away, we came upon Edlingham Castle. We’d passed by the English Heritage sign a few times but it took us till Sunday to visit the glorious ruin. Arriving at the main stone path, I realised that this encompassed the full castle grounds. Passing between the stubby walls of the barbican, I saw her reach out and run her fingers across the top, scattering gravel dust. I didn’t remark on this. We were the only ones on-site. I shielded my eyes from the sun as I doubled back on the information panel. She kept walking through the courtyard, pulling out her camera. Apparently Edlingham Castle began life as a normal residence, later fortified as the English meddled with Scottish royalty. Three hundred years of social disruption, outright destruction and border raiding. Glancing up, I saw her skid over stray pebbles. ...