Some Run Crooked
“There are a thousand paths to the delectable tavern of death, and some run straight and some run crooked.”
As regards the deaths recorded here the path runs crooked, very crooked indeed.
There lingers at Peak Forest in Derbyshire a curious and ancient anachronistic privilege. A chapel was founded there in the seventeenth century ‘outside the jurisdiction of the bishops’ and the priest was called ...
“There are a thousand paths to the delectable tavern of death, and some run straight and some run crooked.”
As regards the deaths recorded here the path runs crooked, very crooked indeed.
There lingers at Peak Forest in Derbyshire a curious and ancient anachronistic privilege. A chapel was founded there in the seventeenth century ‘outside the jurisdiction of the bishops’ and the priest was called ...
