The long way home

No matter how high the pile of tetchy letters demanding money, or how unlikely it currently seems that I’ll be ever be able to come even close to satisfying them all, there are some things that need to be done regardless. Like shopping (carefully, and never when hungry – that way disaster looms) and taking […]

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Sunday on the watermeadows

I was only going to get some cheese, as you do on a gray Sunday afternoon, when I was seized by a sudden desire for some green in my immediate field of view. You’d think, as Towcester is an old (i.e.. Roman and possibly older) market town, this might be in short supply apart from the odd […]

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The eye’s corner

There’s nothing like taking an alternative route to enliven a familiar journey. I must have driven through the Peak District to see my parents (who live just south of Manchester) tens, if not hundreds of times. I settled on what I now think of as ‘the way’ some years back – get the dull stuff […]

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