In which I get out there in meat-space.
In which I geek-out over some high-tech print-production apparatus.
2017 is to be my ‘Year of Getting Stuff Out There’.
How I use the Scrivener writing app to gather and organise a mass of vague ideas for future articles.
She might only be a lump of concrete, but I have an immense fondness for trig. point 4144.
The weekend on or nearest to St Valentine's Day marks a seasonal ritual for us: the annual pre-spring-cleaning of our blue tit nest-box.
How a passage from W.G. Sebald's The Rings of Saturn might give a clue to some family history.
One thing I hadn't really appreciated, when walking dogs in the countryside, is just how much more you can end up seeing.
Quote from ‘Notes and Letters on the Natural History of Norfolk More Especially on the Birds and Fishes’.
In which the local jackdaws and rooks encounter an unusual foe.