Boarham Wood Tales

by N. A. Donalson

Boar Four

Coming September 2025

The chronicle of four young people from the Hamlet of Boar awaits you. Step into a world where adventure beckons beyond the safety of village walls, and where the bonds of friendship are tested by the mysteries of Boarham Wood.

Welcome to the Hamlet of Boar, a small collection of around sixty wooden and stone buildings, walled on two sides, with Fast River swirling and eddying its rapid way around the other two sides.

The details of events described are pieced together from songs, poems, and scribblings made since. While all rumours, mutterings, and tellings were checked thrice, as with all stories of the past, some aspects may be distorted or exaggerated.

I make no apologies for this, as these enhancements are what makes a tale worth telling and sharing.

Get a taste of the adventure ahead...

Read Chapter One: "Wald in the Woods"

The Song of Boar

To get a feeling for Boar and its people, here is an old rhyme often heard sung throughout the hamlet:

We are the people from Boar,
Where the Fast River does roar,
Into our nets jump the fish,
Ready for pan, and then dish,
From the acorn grows oak,
Providing for folk,
Work hard through the day,
So our thirst we may slay,
As each evening it's said
See ya down The Boars Head.
From the mountains, the winter do blow,
First the rain and then snow,
But have patience my friends,
For every winter ends,
From the south spring will start,
Brought to Boar by the hart,
His horns will grow stronger,
As the days will get longer,
Summer flowers bloom in heat,
Making the bee's honey sweet,
The thrush song lasts the longest
As the days warmth gets strongest
Grains green and yellow leaf,
Ready to scythe into sheaf,
Thresh, winnow, flail and fan,
Take it all to the Miller man.

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