Arts
Gardening In A Pandemic (A Seaside Break)
Everything in the garden being as rosy as it could be for the time of year, and our glorious leaders deigning to allow us the limited freedom to widen our small horizons, we decided we [more…]
Articles by Colin Cross
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Gardening & Walking In A Pandemic (Panacea For Mind & Body)
A quiet time in the greenhouse just now, the frosts just keep coming and I’m loathe to put the tomatoes, as healthy as they seem to be, in the cold frame just yet. I have [more…]
Authoritarianism
Gardening In A Pandemic (Who’s Klaus Schwab When He’s All At Home Anyway?)
It’s always nice to see the first lambs in the village fields. The three (just visible in the header picture) were born on Sunday 28th March, 4 days earlier than expected. This little field and [more…]
Arts
Gardening In A Pandemic (Who’s Kidding WHO)
The “art” of growing vegetables isn’t all about the act itself. If it were, we’d all be doing it and shops (especially greengrocers) wouldn’t exist. As is probably apparent, I take a somewhat relaxed attitude [more…]
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Rough Gardening In A Pandemic. This Seasons Plan
There always has to be a plan. Whether or not it’s a plan that will be carried through, that’s another matter, but plan this season there is. A large part of it is based on [more…]
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Rough Gardening In A Pandemic (Laying The Ground) RIP Norman
It’s no secret that, by now, we’re all heartily pissed off with this whole Covid business. I could write a litany of woes, some deeply personal, some widely shared and others purely observational that would, [more…]
21st Century
After The Goldrush (an historical reprise)
There was a band playing in my head And I felt like getting high I was thinking about what a friend had said I was hoping it was a lie 2021 started as many had [more…]
21st Century
After The Gold Rush
I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships Lying in the yellow haze of the sun There were children crying and colours flying All around the chosen ones All in a dream, all in a dream [more…]
Arts
Protecting The NHS, Hepatitis C, Covid-19 and The Rest. A Personal Account
Sixty nine years ago, give or take a week or so, I was delivered into this world. My mother gave birth to me in what was then known as “the huts”, a collection of prefabricated [more…]