colonial diaspora

 Eons ago when I used to be soundly beaten in any human powered vehicle race by Mr Slade, irreverently known as Slash, I was disturbed - ind...

'Tis midwinter once again: the six sheep we employ have neatly trimmed the bottom paddock and since nothing is now growing in what we di...

I find myself chided for not posting for a while.  This is miraculous: it suggests someone actually reads this blog. What can I say? My life...

 About a million years ago when I was a small boy in Yorkshire old Joss Littlewood, who lived in apparent poverty in the next farm but who h...

Chief disadvantage of riding a recumbent is that outside le supermarché some random git sees you as an opportunity to come up and deliver...

 Yesterday I saw that the front mech cable was frayed: the attention of the Frayed Cable Investigation Committee was brought to bear: today ...

 This is my chair: I was going to throw it out when we moved house but notwithstanding the rips and the repairs it is a comfortable chair an...