Monthly Archives: August 2013

On September 2 (just over a week from now) I will celebrate one year of blogging. Whoever would have thought…? Earlier this year (March) I opened a Facebook account. Whoever would have thought…? But it is the blog that has … Continue reading →

Yes, it’s back to rural England in the 50’s and growing up in a tiny village (Shelsley Beachamp). It’s also about what happened between then and now. Now that I hear myself saying the sort of things my father said … Continue reading →

Yesterday, Guus moved his stuff to his new house in Scheveningen. Or more accurately, I rented a van (Ford Transit 6M3) into which everything he wanted fitted (just). It is some time since I drove something as big as this, … Continue reading →

As I keep writing (yawn) in my posts, I was brought up in the countryside, in Worcester and then in Norfolk. My children grew up in The Hague which, while being a city, is full of green spaces with birds … Continue reading →

August is when almost nothing happens (traditionally); over here in Holland it’s called the Cucumber Time (meaning that’s about the most exciting thing happening – cucumbers growing). Two days ago, the BBC website had a perfect example of slow/no news … Continue reading →

In my last post I wrote about anthracimycin, an entirely novel antibiotic isolated from organisms on the sea floor way down there in the oceans. I want to elaborate on this, especially in the light of what is called molecular … Continue reading →

Today will be the hottest day of the year; already inside it is above 25 degC and yesterday (inside) it was 28 degC. The News boasts 35 degC and a record. Elsewhere, the Spanish PM finally concedes he did wrong … Continue reading →