A reflection on writing and walking, and writing about walking, upon reading Robert MacFarlane’s The Old Ways
If we consider ourselves as beings that are part of nature, protecting wildlife and combating climate change becomes more than something that “has to be done”. It becomes an act of self-preservation. Or, how an evening with nature writer Mark Cocker provoked some surprisingly deep thoughts.
What’s the point of walking? A meditation on an early summer walk across Norfolk from Roman fort to sea front.
About halfway between Acle and Great Yarmouth lies Berney Arms. It’s hard to explain what Berney Arms is. It’s not a village. It used to be a pub, but the pub closed down in 2015. It has a windmill, but the mill is currently closed for maintenance. It has the most remote railway station in the UK, three miles from the nearest road, but the station is closed until further notice. In short, Berney Arms is nothing.
What is it that makes nature writing so alluring? Can nature, or even just reading about it, be an antidote to stress? On tree hugging, daffodils and karate.
A reflection on why you don’t always need to travel far to experience nature. And flamingos.
I went to see the @HorseySeals and this is what happened… A tale of frost, endurance and the power of #nature
One of my short stories got published in Venue, part of Concrete (UEA’s student newspaper). For those who don’t have access… Read more Short Story: The Hermit