This morning on Stanage Edge
This used to be a two hour hike from my door at Hunters Bar, Sheffield: the walk itself a delight known as the Porter Valley. Now it’s seventy minutes up the M1. Worth it though. This morning I was on … Read More »
This used to be a two hour hike from my door at Hunters Bar, Sheffield: the walk itself a delight known as the Porter Valley. Now it’s seventy minutes up the M1. Worth it though. This morning I was on … Read More »
Spied on FB a few minutes ago. Thanks Jem. Read the titles from top left, then go thou and do likewise.
Taken last week, in and around Wells-next-the-Sea.
I had an email from a friend this morning; on the face of it apropos of nothing. What does getting sentimental about the deplorables achieve? Nothing good, I replied. Why do you ask? one of your posts seemed to me … Read More »
In the opening sentence of a post last month I spoke of Team BoJo as: … a spectacularly inept and – even by tory standards – venal party led by a serial liar … Perhaps that was a tad harsh. … Read More »
In 1960, going on eight, I was a pupil at Ecclesfield Juniors, one of those stone built products of the big push on school building in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. In the boys’ playground stood the boys’ … Read More »
The institutions that might have been expected to support women’s political organisation have been conspicuous by their absence or active hostility. Amnesty, the Fawcett Society, unions and political parties: all have ignored these women, or been positively hostile … … … Read More »
Email exchanges yesterday, apropos my references to a subset of transgenderism which claims sex to be a ‘spectrum’, suggest I have not made myself sufficiently clear. So let me try again: I do not deny the sufferings of transgender persons … Read More »