There she goes, my beautiful world.

Up until I was about nine or so, I always thought these were called ‘plain trees’ – no special name, just your common-or-garden, standard variety tree. In London, where I lived, they’re all over the place, so it seemed a reasonable assumption. In fact it’s spelled ‘plane’ and they are London Planes, Platanus × hispanica [...]

News from nowhere

Come gather ’round people, wherever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown And accept it that soon you’ll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you is worth savin’ Then you better start swimming Or you’ll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin’. “My point would [...]