A Path Less Trodden

It’s hard to come to terms with losing someone who’s played a such an important role in your life. My Mum passed away quite recently and whilst I don’t want to talk too much about my feelings surrounding that (it’s far too personal and too difficult to articulate), the loss of someone so significant does give you [...]

I’m at a funny age. I’m 56 soon to be 57, an age where although both of my parents are still alive, they’re becoming increasingly infirm, especially my Mum.  Mum is in hospital following a fall and not responding very well after an operation on her hip. For a large part of the time she lies [...]

Spent Sunday afternoon at Edible Eastside helping clean up the site, planting dahlias and pruning apple trees. Met some really nice people and am glad to be involved. Here’s a few pics. Bertha and Beryl, the resident Rhode Island Reds, live in the hen house at the back. Clearing up some debris and painting the container. [...]

I’ve always fancied myself as a hardy son of the soil, tilling the soil unbowed by wind and rain and harvesting the fruits of my labour. Of course, I’m not. I’m a middle aged, soft handed professional, but it’s still a seductive ideal. One of my favourite books (which I still have) when I was [...]