An insane genius, metal detectorist, archaeological fieldwalker, coffee snob, published author, and owner of a crazy poodle. Formerly a graphic designer, publisher, weaver, photographer, painter, sculptor, life model, and a fly tying fisherman, both sea and stream.
Based in the Winterborne Valley between Dorchester & Blandford Forum, his sole ambition used to be to rule the world – until his wife told him he had to stay home and decorate – so he now divides his time between researching local history, drinking lots of espressos and green tea, avoiding housework, and searching for the best Cheese on Toast cafe in Dorset…
P.S. If anyone finds any gold whilst out metal detecting it’s actually Martyn’s. He found it just before you and it must have fallen through a hole in his pocket. He’d welcome it’s return 😀