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  • Mike and the Local Area Invasion Descend Upon The Swan

    It was over a couple of years ago I stepped cautiously into the Black Swan, only to receive the pleasant surprise at its renovation and complete change of style. Since this time Devizes takes the alteration as red, and it thrives with eccentricity, vintage chic, quality tucker and music. However, its future is now uncertain… Read more

  • No Surprises Living in Devizes: What’s the Emergency?

      “Hello and welcome to another episode of 999: What’s Your Emergency?” (Cue soothing countryside harmony.) “Today we’re in Wiltshire, where local Bobbie, Hugh Janus cycles into the village to inquire about Mrs Bun’s lost tart.” The creaking of an old bicycle on cobblestone pauses.   “Good afternoon Mrs Bun, I understand you’ve had a… Read more

  • Successful cycling duo receive surprise welcome home from proud Seenders…

     By Zoe McMillan   After 9 days and 969 miles, Jenny Dalton & John Whalley finally made it home to celebrate successfully, completing their Lands End to John O’Groats cycling challenge.   If the intrepid duo were hoping for a quiet and unassuming return to normality though, they were in for certain disappointment as the… Read more

  • Night Boat to Lavy

    Back in 1980 my brother and I could choose one LP each for Christmas, my first real record aside from Pinky and Perky singles (Google them kiddo, they were the Alvin & The Chipmunks of their day.) My brother thought he was being mature when he opted for the Police’s Zenyatta Mondatta, and my choice… Read more

  • No Surprises Living in Devizes: Exchanging Preconceptions

    Ah, nights at “the Bin,” I remember them……erm…. well, I remember them. The aptly dubbed “Corny Bin,” for those out of town and few who care not to venture the rough streets of Devizes at night (they can be irregular,) is Devizes’s only real nightclub, situated at the basement of the Corn Exchange, hence the… Read more

  • Pewsey Carnival’s Signature Wheelbarrow Race Never Loses Its Cool

    There’s something frivolously unique about Pewsey. Tucked deep in our exclusive district, it thrives with lovable brashness and an inimitable eccentricity which is hard to hide at the best of times, let alone during carnival week. For those who recall Pewsey Carnivals of yore, as I do, ranting things wouldn’t be the same, rambling off… Read more