“Dog bites man,” “Man bites dog.” This is a common example to show how word order can determine meaning. Doing on-line Yoga this morning...

Standing in a queue outside the butcher’s in cold drizzle and clinging mist serves the purpose of tribal camp-fires or a Viking...

Today has been a day of accepting the fact that our hopes for a full family Christmas cannot materialise, that various other arrangements...

On the Radio 4 weather forecast just now they chanced to mention that Tromso loses the sun today until the middle of January. For the...

At the beginning of Lockdown One many of us whose lives had been filled with ‘doing’ delighted in the prospect of compulsorily ‘being’. ...

Today I cancelled our subscription to Good Housekeeping. They had been accumulating in piles for some time,undisturbed by reading. ...

Google likes to remind us of what we were doing this time last year, and often we’re taken back to delightful moments we’d forgotten...

We’ve had the privilege of seeing a few of Nature’s great performances, stage shows that are largely caught by luck with a little...

This is the sort of thing toddlers say and then, years on, we can’t remember them. But this one has stuck in my mind all these decades...

You get it on the breeze. I don’t just mean the Corona virus aerosols but shreds of conversation as you pass people or overhear phone...

It’s a very pleasant feeling to be in a position to regard the Chatsworth Estate as an extension of our back yard, or maybe the Duke of...

It’s long been a claim of feminists that a certain sort of male professional always addresses his explanations to the man of the house....

Having sunk to the depths of inanity yesterday, conjuring very little from absolutely nothing, Deirdre suggested I might give it a rest...

Is it to do with the long hours of darkness or the emptiness of the diary, but tiny actions are becoming magnified, minute decisions are...

When I raised the blinds this morning it was in time to see a great splodge of purple cloud plunge down into ‘The Dimple’ below us, and...

On a day when Crich is wrapped in a grey, thick wad of fog it’s good to know that it’s Deewali. I’ve always been a great fan of Deewali,...

Today the sun drew me out to complete one of the last of the autumn gardening jobs and fill up the garden waste bin for the last time...

Einstein's theory of special relativity says that time slows down or speeds up depending on how fast you move relative to something else....

November 11th Getting on your Wicks It’s only in the last few days that I’ve tuned in to Joe Wicks. Exercise divorced from playing a game...

This morning I stood outside and gazed up at our chimney waiting for the chimney sweep's brush to appear. It didn’t. Instead a little...