August 2015 – Here are my thoughts on the recent dairy crisis. Written for The Telegraph, @TeleWonderWomen.
I just don’t get it. We all eat. Every day. More than once. Yet we rarely talk about that food, where it’s come from and what it means to us.
Actually that’s not true. I’ll start again.
I can feel the season easing. I can feel the end in sight.
September is such a delicious month: harvest is bountiful.
Access means different things to different people. When it comes to the Great British Countryside for some it means access for all to all, with a right to roam on a par to that in Scotland; others see it as maintaining access to that which they’ve always been able to enjoy; and for some it’s about improved access for those with a disability.
For one set of attendees at Countryfile Live it meant having access to the closest car park to the event, saving places for friends arriving in 10 minutes time. Aside from feeling sorry for the parking attendant on his first morning on the job, Continue reading “Countryfile Live – access all people?”
I practically did a jig round the kitchen table on Good Friday when Monty Don opened Gardeners’ World talking about how he pulled up cow parsley. Continue reading “#WWMD”
When I lived in London and worked for Sky News I used to scoot out to Surrey and help out on Albury Vineyard in the Surrey Hills. It was my escape from the studio lights and air-conditioning; something I was learning I wasn’t too fond of.
But my most recent visit to a vineyard was inside the M25 for BBC Radio 4’s On Your Farm.
Somewhere, down a nice country lane in a beautiful county of Britain is a pile of rubbish, dumped carelessly on the side of the road, likely blocking a farmer’s gate, possibly actually dumped in his field.
Stuff you probably know: bees pollinate a third of everything we eat and play a vital role in sustaining the planet’s ecosystems.
Stuff you probably don’t know: bees are probably deaf yet they buzz in the key of C.
Since I had my daughter, Matilda, in 2014 we’ve been on many an adventure together. Plenty of them outside. Any Waltzing Matilda entries on my website refer to an adventure with her (often on my back) in reference to the swagman in the well known Australian bush ballad.