Ready, set…
My bag is packed, unpacked, repacked. My route is planned, checked, rechecked. One of my fellow ‘Green Bandits’ (blog here, in Swedish) very kindly let me know a couple of…
A birthday brew
The other week, my brother turned thirty, and he celebrated with a street party outside his end-of-terrace house in Hebden Bridge. It was a grand old occasion, with family and…
Snow, snow, go away
Just a quick update for those interested in the progress of my summer adventure. I was planning to start my Green Ribbon attempt this week, but unfortunately I’m going to…
Four things to do with wild garlic
Wild garlic season is knocking on, but there’s still plenty of it about, and it must rank among the most easy to distinguish of all wild plants. The swathes of…
The next big adventure
I’ve been keeping it reasonably quiet during the planning stages, but yesterday my name appeared on the official website for people attempting the Green Ribbon 2015, and it is all…
The Wreck of the Jeanne
A while ago, as I was wandering in the grounds of St Oswald’s church in Lythe, I came across an unusual grave. It was reasonably smart and clean – the…
Steve McQueen in Stafford
On Saturday I went to the Classic Motorcycle Show near Stafford, and it was a regular treat. Of course there were countless beautiful machines, from the very early examples which…
The celebrity pilgrim
Recently, a friendly writer called Tirza interviewed me for the new St Olav Ways online magazine, and it was rather fun to be on the other end of things for…
Not-so-noble experiments
Apologies for my extended radio silence. The past month, for some reason, has been one of the busiest of my freelance career, with some fairly exciting jobs falling into my…
Fifty Shades more
The fortnight I spent doggedly chipping away at Fifty Shades of Grey may well have been a joyless period of my life, but it has turned out to be unexpectedly…
