1974 Hope is remembered

On September 3, 1975, Hope died in my grandmother's kitchen. I met Philip Russell, known as Wally Hope, when I was seven.

He showed me pictures of Stonehenge and spoke about peace and freedom. He lived in my grandmother's attic, he sent wild postcards. Years later, I Googled him and discovered his legacy Stonehenge free festival, which grew to over 50,000 people before the establishment crushed it. His spirit resonates online, inspiring everything from conspiracy theories to punk tributes. But questions linger: Was he murdered in my grandmother's kitchen? Were my grandparents involved in something deeper? This is my quest for Hope across the internet and my journey to experience the solstice at Stonehenge, fifty years later, to celebrate his life and ensure that Hope is never forgotten.

50 minutes

18+ (Restricted)

Mental Health, Suicide/Self Harm

Nick Mortimer