
Last Orders
Towards the end of the last century, on a boozy night in an Edinburgh pub, it became apparent from the … Continue reading Last Orders
Towards the end of the last century, on a boozy night in an Edinburgh pub, it became apparent from the … Continue reading Last Orders
Spring builds like a wave, slowly at first, gathering pace. Shivering snowdrops raise their heads, followed by crocuses and swathes … Continue reading Cow Parsley Bank
Under a dun November sky I park up beneath some trees and walk the hundred or so yards to the … Continue reading Whistling in the Dark
A sleepless night and the annual confusion that follows the end of British Summer Time has left me roaming around … Continue reading The Clayway
There is a book, which I find myself returning to again and again, that luxuriates in having a wonderfully digressive … Continue reading Lady Wood
“Today was a whole season away from yesterday, warmed by a strong west wind and mellow sunlight, hazing down to … Continue reading Beating the Bounds
I am irritable after a poor night’s sleep and my ebb is low, quite apart from an ache that will … Continue reading Siren Song