I’ve a habit of saying I’ll do something, only to be diverted by something else. A two year delay in my post on whether, on consideration, I still think 9/11 ‘truthers’ deluded is a case in point. More pressing is … Read More »
The men who made us fat … employ an army of food scientists and psychologists to trick us into eating more than we need, while advertisers use the latest findings in neuroscience to overcome our resistance. They hire biddable scientists … Read More »
In a recent post I quoted a well known figure from memory – never a good idea in public – of his 1996 interview with the BBC’s Andrew Marr. The figure in question, Noam Chomsky, made his mark initially in … Read More »
I won’t lie. The Broads rarely rise above pleasant to pretty for walkers or cyclists. To see them at their breathtaking best you must get on the water. In fact you must get on the water in a craft able … Read More »
Fellow SheffieIders from eighteen to eighty-eight – if you want a great night out with live music from top quality musicians who know how to get folk on the floor and dancing, here’s two city bands guaranteed to deliver. Every … Read More »
this post also features in offguardian. Matthew d’Ancona, in yesterday’s Guardian, is concerned about the threat to democracy from fake news. He wants to see ‘social media giants’ … … legally redefined in a new, third category that radically enhances … Read More »
The border Wye is in some ways similar to its smaller namesake in Derbyshire’s White Peak, the Wye that rises west of Buxton to enter the town then turn southwards through Millers Dale and Monsal Dale, Ashford and Bakewell, to … Read More »
Mist on the water, Saturday 05:30. Fellow camper materialises from dawn silence as I top up on H2O. Barely able to contain herself, she tells me – face lit up like Christmas morning, tones of hushed awe – she’s just … Read More »
Many sections of the Wye are still as a mill pond, a fact begetting two unfortunate errors on my part. The first and least consequential was that, after putting in at Glasbury Bridge mid afternoon yesterday, I paddled a mile … Read More »
Last night I slept by the river, half a mile from Hereford on a flat patch of bank with lush long grass, short steep slope to the water and the whole hidden from housing on the far bank by the … Read More »