In search of pubs and the picturesque
My most recent moorland walk was a fact-finding mission. I’ve realised two things lately: 1. Though I spend a great deal of... Read More
The white cliffs of Yorkshire
As I walked into the little moorland village of Grosmont, the first thing I saw was a Spitfire in the station car... Read More
St Olav’s Way, in moving pictures
As you may recall, I spent my July walking the St Olav Way pilgrim trail from Oslo to Trondheim. I’ve finally got... Read More
Baking spent grain bread
I’m a bit uncomfortable about waste. Not particularly on account of economic necessity, but because when I think about all the time... Read More
Springs and neaps
Sandsend, the village at the bottom of the hill, has the best high tides. The grey North Sea boils and booms, pounding... Read More
The motivational lessons of James Bond novels
There’s a tendency to underrate the perceptive capacities of thriller writers. You get so bound up in the pace and action of... Read More
Harvest time at the oast cottage
It’s that time of year again. The fields are reduced to stubble, the apple trees in some parts of the country are... Read More