The Ups and Downs of Dowsing

The Ups and Downs of Dowsing

 

When I was about six years old, my old next door neighbour decided I was ready to learn the ancient secret art of dowsing. He was a prolific dowser for our local council, had been for years, finding water for Yorkshire Dales farmers and homeless northern water sprites. Continue reading “The Ups and Downs of Dowsing”

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