Decayed alien mural in Warminster car park. Alien, left, literary agent, right.
I read a book about Warminster’s space visitors, “The Warminster Mystery” when I was ten. That’s what propelled us here 18 months ago: childhood curiosity.
I found no trace of aliens.
Just as well.
Instead, I found a mystical landscape as wild and unsettling as anything Lovecraft could conjecture.
And people whose wit, kindness and generosity is as boundless as space itself.
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I read a book about Warminster’s space visitors, “The Warminster Mystery” when I was ten. That’s what propelled us here 18 months ago: childhood curiosity.
I found no trace of aliens.
Just as well.
Instead, I found a mystical landscape as wild and unsettling as anything Lovecraft could conjecture.
And people whose wit, kindness and generosity is as boundless as space itself.

