With an election in the offing and a US President behaving oddly, the weather may well be the last thing on your mind. If so, this post may change your mind.
When I was younger, exploring the natural world didn’t interest me that much. Possessing a brain full of politics, history, footie, sex and music didn’t leave much room for mountains, river deltas , plants, weather and wild animals. There was also, in our family, my Mum – and her conviction that straying too far south or East was asking for trouble.
“When your father came back from the war in the Far East, love,” she’d say, “he looked like a centre-pole holding up a tent”. Travel to anywhere prefaced by the word ‘Far’, she felt, was a recipe for death from poor hygiene. When I told her some years ago I was going to be camped by the…
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