Penrith’s Beacon stands firm on a red standstone hill above the town. Its fire has protected and connected communities during dangerous times.
Look out from the stone-built, pointed tower. Your gaze extends across a landscape rich with beauty: lakes and fields and fells, and the roofs of scattered farmsteads and the town itself. Over the centuries you will have watched ordinary, extraordinary people going about their daily lives, staying or simply passing through.
BENEATH THE BEACON gives a home to the ghosts of these remarkable women and men, telling how their lives were shaped by the people and places around them and how they went on to shape their world.
BENEATH THE BEACON: by Dawn Hurton