Xanthoria parietina, the Sunburst Lichen

Sunburst Lichen In the world of Lichenology the Sunburst Lichen, Xanthoria parietina is considered a bit of a weed, growing rapidly and spreading to take over, sometimes literally growing over neighbouring, slower-growing or more delicate species of lichens, its scientific name comes from ‘xanthos’, a greek word meaning yellow, and parietina comes from the sameContinue reading “Xanthoria parietina, the Sunburst Lichen”

Northwest Recipes, Pheasant au gratin

This week is Great British Game Week and here in the Northwest of England we are very lucky to have a great choice of local and seasonal produce to pick from including Game such as Pheasant. The latest addition to my Northwest Recipes Series is one for Pheasant and sticks with the Seasonal and LocalContinue reading “Northwest Recipes, Pheasant au gratin”

The ‘Glorious Twelfth’

Every year on the Twelfth of August, since around the mid 1800’s, on hills and moors all around the British isles, well-heeled men and women have taken to the hills with their shotguns, dogs and supporting entourage of loaders and picker-uppers to take part in the tradition known as the ‘Glorious Twelfth’. Contentious The sportContinue reading “The ‘Glorious Twelfth’”

Saturday the 29th July at Gawthorpe Hall, Padiham Outdoor Theatre: Off The Ground Present Billy The Kidd, booking essential

Outdoor Theatre: Off The Ground Present Billy The Kidd | National Trust — Read on http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/liverpool-lancashire/gawthorpe-hall/events/70ba0d04-2c35-4da5-bb0b-924fed9169b4

Just sharing this video I found whilst searching for a ‘Charlie Says’ style video about littering, it’s fun, well-produced and has an extremely catchy tune! Littering is a HUGE problem in the U.K., please like and share their video, thank you :)

Swifts, a poem

The Swifts they are a-soaring,Very very high,Competing for the insects,Far up in the sky,Screaming and a-fighting,In the evening lighting,I wonder if what they seek to eat,If it tastes sour or if it’s sweet,Or if they care because they are,Simply creatures of pure air,One day they’ll all fly home,They simply don’t have the time to roam,TheyContinue reading “Swifts, a poem”