Attenborough in snow
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Attenborough on the last day of 2020 … A happy new year to one and all …
Mostly I’m angry about other crimes but sometimes, sometimes, the dignity and innocence of those we share this earth with, and the insanity of the white man, move me to tears.
Everyone was confused about whether it was real or not real, but it’s an amazing picture, it’s amazing art,’ Surinder Kaur, who runs the AVI Hair & Beauty Salon in Nottingham. I overheard an Asian bloke with his family asking … Read More »
Through the pines. Over the dunes. And onto the beach, the light in constant flux … … an Atlantic north-westerly ripping in relentless. “I’m going out”, said J, pushing through piles of sand outside our bedouin tent. “I may be … Read More »
I spoke in Afloat in the Fens of a brace of pike spotted in a small mere, amid an otherwise banal housing estate on the edge of Thrapston and fed by the Nene. Here they are. Close by, another ambush … Read More »
It’s a scorching afternoon, still and sultry. A minute after putting in at Islip, I disturb a grey heron. It flaps a gawky take off across the river twenty metres ahead. Ten minutes after that I hear a tiny plash … Read More »
It’s the last Thursday of June, the hottest day of the year so far. Patrolling the sky above Barton Broad a pair of common terns glide, hover and swoop for small fry. I’m in the shade of willow and alder, … Read More »