“The park keeper spotted me,” the girl says, hurtling to a stop with brakes screeching, “if he catches me one more time he'll ban me”.
She’s onl... Read More...
“What’s Corsham like?” I ask. Sally studies the blue tits gorging on a skyscraper of feeders in front of us.
Eventually she grins, more to the birds t... Read More...
Today I watched as someone walked straight past a feather and didn’t pick it up. Apparently, or so my friends tell me, this happens all the time. It was a jay... Read More...
Winner of the 'Just Back' travel writing competition. Published in The Telegraph - 4 September 2019
What happened when I took our ugly, stress-inducing camp... Read More...
Edited by Melissa Harrison, published by Elliott & Thompson.
Two written pieces, as follows:
Autumn: Woodmice in the attic - read reviews hereWinter:... Read More...
The chain ferry hauls a handful of cars across the harbour on its first tug-of-war of the morning. As the links slacken we're released onto the deserted road ... Read More...
As if reborn, the queen bumblebee emerges from hibernation. For six months she has crouched inside an earth-lined chamber, fat from her autumn binge has kept ... Read More...
A small flock of ruddy turnstones land on the jetty as another humid day drags itself awake. Scuttling up the faded planks these tubby waders move way too fast... Read More...
I can clearly remember what it was like when I first started jogging. I was forty-nine, menopausal and totally unfit but the best thing was all you seemed to ne... Read More...
I started jogging in 2003 at the age of forty-nine. I wanted to ‘run’ and get fit before I hit fifty. I wasn't sure I could as I hadn't exercised in years. In r... Read More...
