All Categories - Notes from the North
١٨ يوليو ٢٠٢٢ ·
It’s the middle of July and I’m spending my first summer for many many years in the south of...
١٤ مايو ٢٠٢٢ ·
This is a post about the project to buy and renovate the house of the Cumbrian poet Norman...
١٠ أبريل ٢٠٢١ ·
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...
١٠ مارس ٢٠٢١ ·
Sunshine, rain, and unseasonably warm temperatures have pushed winter from the minds of those in...
٣ فبراير ٢٠٢١ ·
I'm walking home, striding in my docs on a thin dusting of snow, and warm in my fake fur hat. I...
١٠ يناير ٢٠٢١
I’ve been on the phone off and on for hours trying to sort some boring bureaucratic mess. In the...
١ ديسمبر ٢٠٢٠ ·
As the sun rose on our final week in this miraculous place, I realise how lucky we’ve been. The...
٦ نوفمبر ٢٠٢٠
We were struggling to work in the city—perhaps it’s the fact that suddenly everyone is working...
٢٥ أكتوبر ٢٠٢٠
Autumn winds means fierce weather and moody skies. The sea is turquoise and flecked with white,...
١٥ أكتوبر ٢٠٢٠
The following text consists of some descriptions and observations from a hiking route through the...
٢ أكتوبر ٢٠٢٠ ·
When I plan an expedition or hike I sometimes spend hours, weeks or even months planning and...
٢٤ سبتمبر ٢٠٢٠
Thursday 24th September. The first northern lights this side of summer. My fingers ache and...
٨ سبتمبر ٢٠٢٠ ·
The following text describes something of a route up the mountain of Kistufell, one of the...
٢٣ مارس ٢٠٢٠
Up and up through a cranny in the cliff face, funnelled through a notch and hemmed in by dry...
٢٠ مارس ٢٠٢٠
This is clearly a difficult time in every regard, and I’m sure you’ll all be experiencing some...
١٢ فبراير ٢٠٢٠
Crows caw ominously. One huge shifting mass, they spiral upward together in a swirling blackness,...
١٣ ديسمبر ٢٠١٩
[Forgive what will of course be only a slightly frazzled snapshot of the broader picture--I'm so...
٣١ يناير ٢٠١٩
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...