Antipodes

You’ve seen photos of great sportsmen and sportswomen posed alongside the tools of their trade. For example, alongside a rugbyman, there’s ...

In Taiwan, just a few hours before the start of the new year, a disturbing event took place. An 18m-tall yellow rubber duck created by the D...

Let me explain my title. I’m talking of a recently-constructed shed at Gamone, made out of timber and designed to house firewood. The tiled...

There’s no particular reason why I might be nostalgic concerning the Beatles , apart from the trivial fact that their phenomenon erupted at ...

Yesterday was the 60th birthday of my sister Jill Skyvington , who has just spent Xmas here at Gamone with her husband Kim Taylor , their l...

This Dawkins fellow has an amazing talent for finding the right arguments, the right words and the right ideas. I would designate him, in a...

It arrived by mail this morning from the printing house in England: the first copy of the first book to be published by Gamone Press . ...

There are no longer many old buildings in the village of Choranche. So, it’s a pity to see one of them destroyed by fire. The shabb...

Yesterday morning, my new chimney at Gamone became fully operational for the first time. And the dense column of smoke arising from the roo...

Trying to capture an image (for posterity) of the very first wisp of white smoke emerging from my new chimney at Gamone is like taking phot...

On the extreme left-hand side of the political chessboard, Jean-Luc Mélenchon is a brilliant orator who has been trying to persuade us tha...

It’s rare to see an image of Dylan looking happy. This encounter between Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen took place at New Haven in 19...

Readers of my Antipodes blog will have no doubt gathered that I’ve been living for the last two decades in a context (mountainous slopes, ...

I’ve just sent off an order for 5 copies of the very first book published by Gamone Press . It’s a hefty novel of 388 pages printed as a De...

It’s three decades since the companions of  Ivan Doroschuk —of the Canadian Men Without Hats group—pranced around the village on their vir...

In the mid-1950s, when I was a teenager in Grafton and an active member of the Anglican community attached to Christ Church Cathedral, I wo...

Maybe God exists, and He cares for all of us, even those amongst us who happen to be sinners… and criminals. But there are times when every...

My maternal grandmother, Mary Jane Kennedy [1888-1966], used to tell me about her first doll, when she was a little girl up on her father’...

In the early hours of the morning, when your house is lost in autumnal mists, and everything around you is so quiet and motionless that the...

In my previous blog post, entitled Wood shed finished [ display ], I stated proudly that the structure was “sturdily-built”. Prudent, I had...