Common ground and the House of Turds.

  Wheels: Northwards! Along the bypass. Past the college. Past the toll-house. Past the tower on the hill on the right. We spot one of the buzzards hovering in the valley to the left. Past the caravan park and onward along the less trod winding [...]

2020-08-06T10:04:01+01:0010:54 am|0 Comments

Kick out the jams

  A fortnight of rain and drizzle gives way to a promising weekend with warm weather forecast. I always forget what the weather is really like round here in the north-west of England. It rains then it rains some more then it drizzles then it [...]

2020-08-02T10:55:43+01:0011:33 am|6 Comments

Farter’s day

  The Ranch - is a routine of comfort in a sea of madness and rising darkness. Planting; weeding; tidying; concrete mixing; building irrigation systems; finishing the greenhouse and so on are comfort for the soul. Proper rain is a redemption and everything is growing [...]

2020-08-02T11:00:15+01:005:48 pm|7 Comments

Duck weed and walnuts

The four-foot-deep well in the main allotment is completely dry for the first time since I dug it many years ago. It's a barometer for the water table - the level always drops during dry spells. If my observations are correct, it's dryer now than [...]

2020-05-25T07:03:19+01:005:11 pm|0 Comments

Hey app! Sense and censorship.

I've been slowly levelling off an area next to the greenhouse in anticipation of a poly-tunnel, by emptying wheelbarrow loads of turf and clay onto it every time I do some digging. Digging is good for me. It helps keep me thin. On [...]

2020-05-11T17:56:00+01:004:28 pm|0 Comments

Forty days

Phew. Grey clouds spill heavy rain, heralding the return to baseline North-westness. The ground sighs relief, marking the end of a heady run of weeks of exquisite spring sunshine and coincidentally 40 days of living alone and keeping myself to myself. I'm addicted to the [...]

2020-05-11T08:33:47+01:008:27 pm|3 Comments