Time Between Times Storytelling with Owen Staton

Some stories refuse to rest.

High above the Severn plain, within the red-stone walls of Powis Castle, a presence once walked the corridors by candlelight — not to terrify, not to threaten… but to finish something left undone.

In this episode of Time Between Times, we step quietly into the shadows of an eighteenth-century Welsh castle, where an old woman, a hidden chest, and a ghost clad in gold lace cross paths in the stillness of night. It is a tale of silence and listening, of trust placed in the dark, and of a spirit bound not by malice — but by duty.

This is a story that lives in the spaces between — between rooms, between centuries, between the living and the dead.

So draw closer.
Lower your voice.
And walk with me…
into the time between times.

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Time Between Times Storytelling with Owen Staton

Step with me, if you will, into the gloaming — that soft, half-lit hour where the old stories still breathe and the past leans close enough to whisper.

As St Dwynwen’s Day draws near, it feels only right to open the door to Wales’ most heart-rending tales of doomed love. Tonight, on Time Between Times, we walk a sorrowful, beautiful road. We begin on the shores of Llanddwyn, with the aching legend of Dwynwen, the Welsh saint of lovers — her heart broken, her prayers carried on the tide. From there, we journey inland to Nant Gwrtheyrn, where the wind still knows the names of Rhys and Meinir, childhood sweethearts torn apart on the very morning of their wedding. A story of searching. Of storms. Of love that refuses to lie quietly in the grave.

I’m joined this evening by the wonderful Russ Williams, author of Where the Folk, a lyrical road trip through the living folklore of Wales — a book that reminds us these stories are not relics, but companions, waiting by the roadside for those willing to listen.

So draw closer to the fire. Let the night press in at the windows. This is a time for love stories that end in shadow, but never truly end at all.

🎙 Time Between Times Storytelling with Owen Staton

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Between the heartbeats… between the words… welcome to the time between times.

This week I am joined by the wonderful folklorist Amy Boucher, and together we wander into the shadowed lanes and hedgerows of Shropshire to speak of one of its most intriguing figures — the cunning man Thomas Light. A man whispered about rather than written down. A man of charms, counter-spells, and uneasy knowledge. We explore his life, his reputation, and the strange power such figures once held over their communities — half feared, half needed, and never entirely trusted.

And as the embers glow, I also share a famous and unsettling tale of the Welsh seer Huw Llwyd, a story carried on the breath of generations, heavy with prophecy, second sight, and the terrible cost of knowing too much.

So draw your chair closer to the fire. Let the dark stay where it belongs. And step with us, just for a while, into the Time Between Times

Find Amy Boucher here:
Amy Boucher – https://nearlyknowledgeablehistory.blogspot.com
Amy Boucher – Blue sky - @g0blinegg.bsky.social

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Take care, my friends… and I’ll see you, once again, by the fire.

Nos Da
Owen

In this special episode of Time between Times, I’m joined by the wonderful artist Katie Marland — a creator whose work feels as though it has stepped straight out of the old stories and into the present moment. Together we wander that twilight space where art meets folklore, where imagination is rooted deep in the soil of myth, memory, and the half-heard whispers of the past.

Katie speaks about her creative process, her love of folklore, and the quiet power of stories that refuse to be forgotten. We talk about the pull of old tales, why certain images return to us again and again, and how art can act as a doorway — a way of slipping, just for a moment, into the time between times.

And, of course, no gathering like this would be complete without a story.

As the embers glow, I share one of Katie’s favourite traditional tales — a story shaped by shadow and wonder, told as it was meant to be told: aloud, slowly, and with heart. It’s a tale that lingers, the kind that stays with you long after the final words have been spoken.

So settle in, listen close, and let yourself drift a while.

Katie Marland
Website:www.katiemarland.com
Instagram:@kmarlandart

Owen Staton
Website: www.welshstoryteller.com
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My heartfelt, thanks to Katie for her time, her generosity, and her art — and to you, dear listener, for keeping the old stories alive by listening.

Until next time,
Nos Da

Owen x
Marland

Welcome to the firepit at the heart of the forest, and a very happy New Year to you all.
As the year turns, I invite you to draw a little closer to the flames, for tonight’s tale drifts in on a cold wind from the very heart of London. On Garlick Hill stands St James Church, old stones steeped in shadow and memory. Within its walls lies the corpse of old Jimmy Garlic… and his story is not done yet. Join me, Owen Staton, for his tale, and step with me into that strange hour where past and present blur, and the dead are never quite silent.
If you’d like to help keep the fire burning and support Time Between Times, you can find me here:
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Substack: https://owenstaton.substack.com
And as the show approaches its fifth anniversary, I’d love to hear your voice by the fire. You’re warmly invited to send a short voice note—your thoughts, memories, or a simple greeting—to [email protected], and you may find yourself woven into the celebration.
Now… settle in, listen close, and let the story begin.
Nos Da
Owen x