Mick Garratt<p>The Bishop’s Stones</p><p>Up on the bleak moorlands of the North Pennines today, straddling the borders of Durham, Cumbria, and Northumberland. A landscape of peat groughs and bogs thick with sphagnum moss, stirring memories—not necessarily unpleasant, just good times when I was fit enough to fly over this stuff without hesitating. Judging by the abundance of medicated grit trays and “vermin ...</p><p><a href="http://www.fhithich.uk/2025/03/09/the-bishops-stones/" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">http://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">fhithich.uk/2025/03/09/the-bis</span><span class="invisible">hops-stones/</span></a></p><p><a href="https://toot.community/tags/Cumbria" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Cumbria</span></a> <a href="https://toot.community/tags/Nenthead" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Nenthead</span></a> <a href="https://toot.community/tags/history" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>history</span></a> <a href="https://toot.community/tags/medieval" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>medieval</span></a></p>