The Scribbling Sea Serpent

I knew in my heart that something wasn’t right. My inner editor was whispering to me. Only I had no idea what the problem was. So I set off ...

There's something about old discarded farm equipment that fascinates me. It's lying around all over the place - in thickets beside t...

It is always a good idea to pay attention to what your inner editor is trying to tell you – he knows a lot more than we often give him credi...

A new year - new beginnings and new opportunities. What will it bring I wonder? Some people think that the world will end. But I prefer to t...

Christmas is almost here – racing up on me – every time I blink it’s a little bit closer. The school holidays are about to start. Let the fe...

Everything tells a story, if you just know how to look. I remember my very first Geology field trip, standing in an old quarry staring at a ...

I couldn't resist posting this, having seen the launch pad in preparation less than a month ago. It would have been something to be ther...