This was lovely. Several days together, walking along our canal again, through the sun and rain and Yorkshire, in perfect peace. To get to here in Bingley Sarah and I have walked a hundred and eleven miles along this canal together, and we’re nearly done. Another sixteen miles will take us all the way into …
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A closely observed walk along a local hight street here in Liverpool, with statistics, to see and feel how it’s doing. Our high streets are in trouble. Some blame austerity politics, others supermarkets and more still the passage of time, saying we shop differently now. What’s in less doubt than these various causes is the …
Yes, I’ve been reading. But we’ll come back to that. When I got talking to people in Granby in Liverpool, about seven years ago now, they asked me to help them get over a very specific problem: “We all know what we don’t want. We don’t want our houses to be knocked down. So we’ve …
Ten years ago today Sarah and I got up worried and early to begin one of the longest days of our lives. We travelled to the Royal Hospital here in Liverpool, to the Rapid Diagnosis Clinic, to find out what we found out. And ten years later part of me finds it hard to travel …
Our world is full of stories, of our lives, our places and the things that have happened. Stories are essential to us in fact. They’re where we keep our memories and the valuable things we’ve learned as humans in all the generations we’ve been alive on this planet. So we’re used to the phrase ‘Let me tell …
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It’s been a confusing week in politics. The Referendum and its European aftermath that I’ve already written about on here. Followed by the spectacle of our two main political parties choosing consecutive days to appear to tear themselves apart. No one I know was very surprised to see the Tories behaving so badly, but when …
