In ‘Green Twining’ the farmhouse of Green Twining Farm either literally is, or maybe just feels haunted. It is certainly haunted by memories of a painful family history which make it hard to move or even breathe without coming into rhythm with an uncomfortably restrictive past. And every time the walls of the farmhouse move a little more, settling a little further towards the little stream which flows past the farm, the building creaks and groans. Visitors are few and infrequent. The whole place feels as if it is sinking into the heavy boulder clay of the Marsh. But Joe, the farmer’s son has a new job at the town hall in the nearby rundown port town of Scawthorpe. And things are about to change…

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