That picture's a bit hard to read. Mandevilla seedlings, lying on the ground, their roots to the right. No pot, note. What happened? I can't be sure, but a few times I've gone out onto the terrace and found a couple of big black crows poking about in the pots. They generally take off when I ar...
[A] satisfactory answer to the specifically political question of why legislators and government officials are spending so much time, money, and political capital attempting to regulate the buying and selling of raw milk. Source
When it comes to food safety, big industry is simply a big...
A hipster-groovester joint, down in a semi-derelict area overlooking the river. By day, the street is lined by shops that all sell car, motorcycle and bicycle accessories that I wouldn't trust with my life. And blow-up kayaks, which I would. By night, one enters a sleek, minimalist bar where a man w...
A friend kindly linked me to the BBC's "news" story of floral urinals at a garden centre in Lancashire. I was briefly amused, and thought, well, they've got their bit of publicity, and no mistake. I'm not adding to it.
But the trouble with being a magpie collector of unconsidered trifles, and...
It was going to be just an ordinary Sunday morning walk, but we were planning on about double the normal distance because our appointment for coffee was an hour away. The air was wonderfully fresh, a fine contrast to the night before’s heat which had mired me in lethargy. The streets were just abo...
