Arts
Ocean-to-Ocean, Part 4
We start in New York, having just disembarked the QM2 and taken a ferry across the river to Pier 11/Wall Street, so what now? The last time I stayed here there were two additional skyscrapers [more…]
Hobbies
Culture
A View (1500 Miles Or So) From The Greenhouse; A Postcard
My loyal reader may recall the birth of my first grandchild, twelve calendar months ago this week. To recap (contextual) it was a traumatic time for the whole family, not least for both mother and [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Ninety-Eight
Monday Good morning friends, a bit of watery sun and not very warm when I trotted down the garden this morning. What a huge crowd in London on Saturday, it was amazing and it was [more…]
19th Century
Today’s 200th Anniversary of The Railway
This weekend sees the 200th anniversary of railways – or at least of the first steam locomotive-hauled passenger service, which took place on the Stockton to Darlington railway 200 years ago today (27th September). On [more…]
Arts
Ocean-to-Ocean, Part 3
Well, the big day has arrived. The neighbour has been asked to keep an eye on the OLND, water turned-off, fridge & freezer emptied and defrosted, bit of oil poured down the sink traps to [more…]
Photography
Postcard From Spain
The dawn cacophony begins with palomas who settle on the roof terrace just before 6am. At one time I thought that they all sang the same song, but if you listen you can hear a [more…]
16th Century
Stories from the Age of Sail
I was going to call this article ‘Wooden Ships and Iron Men’ but then I discovered that Avalon Hill beat me to it about fifty years ago, so ‘Stories from the Age of Sail’ will [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Ninety-Seven
Monday Good morning, friends, and it was a delightfully sunny one for my excursion this morning. Felix Chicken for breakfast, and a new cabinet. It’s going to be an interesting week. I haven’t stopped chuckling [more…]
Culture
Of Gods And Terminuses
We’re at the front of the queue on platform one in the concrete trench that is Euston terminus, tipped off early by the steward in the first-class lounge as to which platform we’d be departing [more…]