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…
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…
Is a gansey a guernsey?
Round about this time six years ago, I was packing for a reasonably long adventure up in arctic Norway. I’d sorted all my performance gear – the down jackets, fleeces,…
My favourite posts of 2014
A lot of things happened in 2014, which seems a bit contradictory when I consider that I didn’t feel all that busy – rather the opposite, in fact. For much…
Remembering
The fellow in the picture below is my great uncle Joe. It was taken in 1916, when he was 17 years old. Family lore is that he never fully recovered…
Dress like it’s Downton
Is anyone else getting a bit bored of Downton Abbey? I used to quite like it, but I think it’s probably gone a season or two beyond its sell-by date.…
Fifty shades of statistics
Remarkable the things you find when you’re moving house. A couple of years ago, I had a freelance job writing an ebook guide to Fifty Shades of Grey. Sort of…
Starting a new chapter
The term ‘a new life’ should really only ever be used of babies, since whatever major adjustments you might make to your existence, you’re still carting a whole lot of…
Redbreast
However hard I think I work sometimes, there’s definitely one fellow who’s working harder. This robin took up residence in the chaotic spill of ivy engulfing part of my garden…
