Richard Carter
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What’s so weird about beards?
Like all beardies, I don’t have a beard through choice. It just grew on the front of my face.
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In search of the delicate flapwort—and why we need tricorders
On an expedition I made in search for a rare plant, and the need for DNA-assisted species identification devices.
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Exploring my damp patch
For many years, I’ve sought in vain for a particular wild flower on my local patch—a plant that inspired Charles Darwin to write an entire book on insectivorous plants.
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Finding stuff out
We only have a few precious years on this wonderful planet, so why not find out what you can about it while you still have the chance?
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The iniquity of oblivion
In the fudge-box-pretty village of Burton on my native Wirral Peninsula lie two graves, their inscriptions now utterly lost.
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Change for a tenner?
My considered, and totally unbiased thoughts on who should replace Darwin on the £10 note.
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The Thomas Browne Affair
On the seventeenth-century polymath Sir Thomas Browne, and his tenuous connection with my local moor.
