On the road to the Peaks sits a sinister farmhouse called
Heol Fanog. On the day they had moved in, Bill told his son, “You’ll be
able to stand in the garden and shout your head off… and nobody will hear
you.” That’s how remote it was. This was like a dream come true to them.
There was silence here – and this was a far cry from the terraced house they
had just come from: but this new found freedom would soon change into a
situation where it felt like the landscape itself was closing in on them.
There were watchers in the woods, and they were
The Unexplained Horrors of Hoel Fanog.
And the King of the Witches.
for a Book based on the true story, see testimony by mark