I'm am fascinated by the relationship between people and the natural world. Everything informs everything else - there are no boxes, just life.
Saturday, 30 May 2009
Feel Good Saturday
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
No More Fox Night
Monday, 18 May 2009
Farnes, Fish, Eiders, Terns and Saints.

Last weekend was one of those fabulous times that will stay in the memory. I was making a Radio 4 documentary on the state of seabirds and had the joy of revisiting a seabird colony off the coast of NE Scotland near Inverness with ornithologist Bob Swann, and then onto the Farne Islands off the coast of Northumberland. The presenter was Chris Sperring.

Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Sony Gold Award



I won Gold for Best Internet Programme last night at the Sony Radio Academy Awards in London and the link takes you to the webcast.
Sunday, 10 May 2009
The First Swifts of Summer

Out for a run at 7.30 am and heard a familiar sound - the scream of swifts as they wheeled overhead. It stopped me in my tracks and I shouted SWIFTS! The poor man walking past me gave me a strange look and a wide berth. This is what Richard Mabey wrote about swifts in his book Nature Cure
“As a relationship my thing with swifts is so one sided as to be hardly worthy of the name. The birds don’t give a fig about me or any of us. Yet they are connected with us indirectly, even when we are not aware of them, through the environments and senses that we share. We respond to spring, to the lift of fine weather, to the basic biological urge to play… On Ascension Day I was sent this short poem out of the blue:
May, Just into
Double figures.
Everything green
And brilliant-
The first warm day.
Soft shoes, no socks,
Then you call out
The swifts are back!
Listen. Look up!
Listen. Look up! Did birds like swifts arriving mysteriously in the spring, reappearing from nowhere at dawn, play their part in the generation of resurrection stories? Do they still register at the corners of our vision and reason, something immanent? Despite our science and our humanism, our whole culture is infused with myths and symbols of landscape and nature, emblems of the seasons, of decay and rebirth, of the boundaries between the wild and tame, myths of migration and transmigration of invisible monsters and lands of lost content.”
Welcome back swifts - you gladden the heart.
Saturday, 9 May 2009
Wobbly Tables, Big Ideas

Gave a talk in the Cotswolds last night, I love eccentric English events. No one had a key to get into the village hall so we all sat outside while the vicar, Methodist minister and Catholic priest made panicked calls on mobile phones, so when we did get in no chairs out, screen had to be balanced on wobbly table, no cups of tea ready etc. All very good notes for a novel if I was a writer, and I'm always delighted at how lovely people are in mini crises. But what I have noticed recently is that ideas which seem so second nature and obvious are new and revelatory to others who are not versed in ecology and environmental issues. Two people recently have said how they had never thought about how interconnected we are with all of life and not just observers on the outside. Others wonder if nuclear testing underground is shifting the earth on its axis and causing climate change. One lady asked me once if we are leaving huge holes that collapse under the sea when we extract oil - did that cause the Tsunami? Many others have asked why it matters if animals go extinct because we have survived very well without the dodo. And from a faith point of view a clergyman wondered how a right relationship with the natural world could be "sold" from the pulpit, it seemed such a strange idea. There is so much information out there about everything now, people can look up, find out about, immerse themselves in any subject but it is so hard to make sense of it all. I feel overwhelmed by the amount of politics, history, literature, the arts, I feel I should know, but very few can be polymaths, not me for sure. It is easy to be confused. But many people are talking about these issues now and that is great.
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Fox Night

Last night the fox woke me up, it was calling - a cross between a howl and a bark. It looks just like this one and comes into our garden every night and works its way down the street. There is something wonderful about a wild sound that cuts through the city noise. We live right in the middle of Bristol and the fox moves through the streets as easily as through any woodland. I love it, I love the wild in the city, the occasional peregrine and sparrow hawk, the garden birds, the fox. Just seeing it gives a shot of excitement I don't get from buildings and shops - lovely.
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
Radio 4 - Nature Programme

Just broadcast today - NATURE on Radio 4, a programme I made on the Future of the Amazon
Swine Flu

My 7 year old is very worried about this. Big questions - no answers:
Moving Home






