Sarah Bramwell lives in rural Dorset and has always been fascinated by storytelling, fairytales and local legends. She lives a creative life, involved in heritage crafts, trying to keep bygone skills alive. She also plays several different instruments for fun. Sarah has spent many years working with young children and thrives on the joy that story and using creative imagination can bring. She finds nothing better than seeing the sense of wonderment that comes from the sparking of imagination.
In the weathered stone of an old cathedral, something ancient stirs. A centuries-old guardian Hunky Punk, carved to frighten off demons, wakes to find the world he once knew long gone. His joints creak, his wings are chipped, and there’s an itch deep in his granite bones he can’t quite reach " class="product_extract"> In the weathered stone of an old cathedral, something ancient stirs. A centuries-old guardian Hunky Punk, carved to frighten off demons, wakes to find the world he once knew long gone. His joints creak, his wings are chipped, and there’s an itch deep in his granite bones he can’t quite reach " class="product_extract"> In the weathered stone of an old cathedral, something ancient stirs. A centuries-old guardian Hunky Punk, carved to frighten off demons, wakes to find the world he once knew long gone. His joints creak, his wings are chipped, and there’s an itch deep in his granite bones he can’t quite reach " class="product_extract"> In the weathered stone of an old cathedral, something ancient stirs. A centuries-old guardian Hunky Punk, carved to frighten off demons, wakes to find the world he once knew long gone. His joints creak, his wings are chipped, and there’s an itch deep in his granite bones he can’t quite reach
