Ian Taylor has been writing about the lost landscapes of the North formany years - old earthworks, ruined churches, derelict mineworkings and deserted villages. He writes about enclosure, famine and deforestation,
about bleak moorlands and lost livelihoods. Exploring between the pages of history, superstition, myth and the ‘threadbare cloak of folk tradition’, he listens to the drovers, peat-cutters, ironstone miners, seasonal labourers,
landless farmers and tramps in whose ‘hollow voice of loss’ he hears a renegade and still undefeated Albion.