The river within us

When the water come rushing, rushing in- The Sisters of Mercy Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us … More

Stalking The Land’s End

Far from here, that’s my aim -Kafka

Fake plastic trees

Her green plastic watering can…

The geometrical ghosts of field patterns

The hedge shake, the last living rose quiver -PJ Harvey

In the midst of the fugitive and the infinite

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world -W. B. Yeats

The stories our tracks keep and tell

treading the glacier head, looking hard for moments of shine, from twilight to twilight -Björk

The travelling ale trail conundrum

Tourism is sin, and travel on foot virtue -Werner Herzog

In praise of allotments

When we stop interfering, nature can take our debris, our rubble and our scorched earth and imbue it anew with … More

The archaeology of now

When St Pauls and Westminster Abbey shall stand, shapeless and nameless ruins, in the midst of an unpeopled marsh -Shelley