Labelling the past

‘This curtain was made from the uniforms of Russian prisoners in the Crimean war’ On the wall was an intricately patched curtain of red, green and black. Amidst the geometric patterns there were tiny, millimetre-wide dots of fabric giving depth and texture to the material. To explain this, just a single line of text. But … Continue reading Labelling the past



In his book Feral, George Monbiot uses the term ‘sheepwrecked’ to describe the British countryside. I had never realised someone could harbour such resentment against sheep, heather and rhododendrons, but Monbiot does. The book is loosely framed by him living in and then leaving Wales, a place he finds unutterably boring because of the lifeless desert … Continue reading Sheepwrecked