My point-and-shoot camera turned out to be the best camera in the world yesterday.
DNA and the ultimate forensic record of evolution.
The Moor is at peak-purple at this time of year, with the heather in full bloom.
When bookshelves become full, only the fittest volumes survive.
A thought-provoking, sometimes infuriating book.
Each spring, I visit a particular corner of the Moor to check if an old friend has managed to survive another winter.
An unwelcome modern intrusion into one of my favourite wildernesses takes me on an unplanned medieval journey in reverse.
My third annual video slideshow review of the year.
The former pope reportedly sees management training as torment. As a conception of hell, it makes more sense than everlasting fire.
About my—and my mum's—childhood holidays on the Welsh island of Anglesey.