Wicken Fen, Cambridgeshire, 14 February 2025
Then one man thought of the old times. ‘Remember before the delving?’ he said. ‘Remember how, when the waters rose, we went out into the night under the new moon and called out to Tiddy Mun?’
‘He heard us then,’ said another man, ‘and he did as we asked him.’
‘Let’s call on him again,’ said the first man.
The ma…
