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18 juillet 2022 ·
It’s the middle of July and I’m spending my first summer for many many years in the south of...
14 mai 2022 ·
This is a post about the project to buy and renovate the house of the Cumbrian poet Norman...
10 avril 2021 ·
A lot of snow and cold winds this week. An attempted hike ended in painfully numb cheeks and a ...
The following is a few comments on Blackpool’s excellent performance in last night’s 3-1 home win...
10 mars 2021 ·
Sunshine, rain, and unseasonably warm temperatures have pushed winter from the minds of those in...
3 février 2021 ·
I'm walking home, striding in my docs on a thin dusting of snow, and warm in my fake fur hat. I...
10 janvier 2021
I’ve been on the phone off and on for hours trying to sort some boring bureaucratic mess. In the...
1 décembre 2020 ·
As the sun rose on our final week in this miraculous place, I realise how lucky we’ve been. The...
6 novembre 2020
We were struggling to work in the city—perhaps it’s the fact that suddenly everyone is working...
25 octobre 2020
Autumn winds means fierce weather and moody skies. The sea is turquoise and flecked with white,...
15 octobre 2020
The following text consists of some descriptions and observations from a hiking route through the...
2 octobre 2020 ·
When I plan an expedition or hike I sometimes spend hours, weeks or even months planning and...
24 septembre 2020
Thursday 24th September. The first northern lights this side of summer. My fingers ache and...
8 septembre 2020 ·
The following text describes something of a route up the mountain of Kistufell, one of the...
23 mars 2020
Up and up through a cranny in the cliff face, funnelled through a notch and hemmed in by dry...
20 mars 2020
This is clearly a difficult time in every regard, and I’m sure you’ll all be experiencing some...
12 février 2020
Crows caw ominously. One huge shifting mass, they spiral upward together in a swirling blackness,...
13 décembre 2019
[Forgive what will of course be only a slightly frazzled snapshot of the broader picture--I'm so...
31 janvier 2019
White snow the colour of a bird’s egg, a pure evening hue of pale blue. Parallel strips of cloud,...
Sometimes I have this need to feel poetry in me, to have some sort of lyricism for the world – to...