The Exmoor Beast by Aliya Whiteley I grew up in North Devon. We regularly went to Exmoor, a vast expanse of ever-damp moorland stretching across to Somerset, for walks. I was small and always in hand-me-down wellies; the clumps of earth and gorse were determined to trip me up, I thought, and we must have … Continue reading "European Monsters : The Exmoor Beast"