Caroline Stocks on the obvious combination of journalism, media and farming
So Gordon Brown’s the ‘worst Prime Minister ever’, according to Manish Sood, a prospective Labour MP from Norwich. If Mr Sood hadn’t realised before, he’s now learning that slating your prospective boss like that isn’t the way to make friends and get ahead. Yes, he might have endeared himself to a few voters in his [...]
Oooh the drama – it was just like something from the West Wing. We followed the ballot boxes to the council room. We stood outside the meeting room’s door to see if we could hear any of the goings on inside. We paced the corridors eagerly waiting for the NFU council member to emerge with [...]
So, did you spend your Friday afternoon being massaged with horse cream by a man with a tiny beard and an American accent as good as Matthew Naylor’s? You did? Why what a coincidence – me too. It may not have been the most conventional of physio sessions, but it turns out that the same [...]
I’ve spent most of the day spread-eagle on my living room floor after a visit to a rather enthusiastic masseuse on Thursday aggravated my dodgy should/neck/back.
As I think it’s important to set the scene in these posts, here’s a picture of the view I’ve been enjoying:
Ceiling
I discovered ceiling-gazing can send you a bit bonkers after 20 minutes or so, which probably explains why – when I discovered I could lift my arm up far enough to be able to use my iPhone – the afternoon I spent on Twitter seemed more exciting than the Super Bowl.
I was in Birmingham today, the (current) home of Cadbury’s chocolate, one of my favourite modern buildings in the country: and the location of this year’s Soil Association conference. There’s been a few articles in the press over the past few days accusing the organic lobby of being elitist and expensive, so to counter the [...]
When I was younger, my birthday wish was to either have a card read out on CBBC, or to have a birthday shout-out on Radio Nottingham. I remember sitting by the cassette player with my sister, waiting to press the ‘record’ and ‘play’ buttons to tape the moment Dennis McCarthy said my name. Sadly, waiting [...]
