
Places in Elmsham
From the cellar of the Royal Oswald to the lighthouse at Fieldhaven.

The Royal Oswald Inn
Eric's home. An old inn with wisteria round the door and a dog on the hanging sign. Eric lives in the cellar, among the barrels and dusty bottles, where the lantern light is warm and the news drifts down from the bar above. Adventures tend to start here, and come home here.

Madisle Green and the Great Oak
The village green, where everyone gathers, with the great oak at its heart. Summer fêtes happen here, with bunting and stalls, and a crow or two keeping watch from the branches.

St Erin's Church
Elmsham's church, with its square tower and its quiet churchyard. There is a big water butt round the side, and a gap behind it where a ball can go missing.

Fieldhaven
The seaside, two miles off by the old country bus. A bright, windy beach, a wooden jetty, a lighthouse on the headland, and a sea that looks enormous when you are the size of a snail.

The Field Allotments and Plot 27
Wally's world, on the windy edge of the village: hawthorn hedges, a rusted water pump, compost bins and a peeling green shed. Plot 27 is Wally's own, and Nanny Joan's, with its wooden number sign and its rows of vegetables. The farmland runs away to the west.

Kettlewell Forest
Old woodland growing through an older orchard: great oak roots, bracken, moss, and apples, plums and damsons still to be found. Deep in, where two roots curve together, is Eric and Wally's shelter of beech leaves, with a door of folded bark.
Around the village

The Village Shops
Spires' Butchers, the Village Stores and Post Office all under one roof, and the Village Café for breakfast, tea and cake. Where Elmsham does its shopping and catches up on its news.

Jack's School and the Sports Field
The village school, where Jack goes, and the sports field beside it, with its goalposts and its long grass.

Bramble Wood
A small wood of brambles and hedgerow between Kettlewell Forest and Madisle Green, crossed by footpaths and hedgerow lanes. No story has been set here yet.

The Farmland
Open working fields to the west of the allotments, with hay bales and stone walls, running on as far as you can see.





