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I start my hundredth day in grand and fitting style in a sauna followed by a hot tub, relaxing my muscles and preparing for the long descent back homewards, ever moving south now, through the industrial belt of southern Lancashire and the Midlands to eventually reach the softer rolling lands

Samagita takes me for brunch in the WhaleTail – a wonderful whole food coop and cafe that has been going years – I last came here around 15 years ago with my old friend Yvonne and her baby son – I remember her telling me she had just started working on her new

Ta da! We are proud to announce the (gentle) opening of our new forums. We have had these up our sleeves for a while now, but things being what they are, bugs being bugs, conferences happening, houses moving, and other excitements, we’ve had to wait a while to get

I knew that’d grab your attention! What’s this all about then? What have I been up to with my newfound Transition Lancaster friends? Well, you see yesterday I couldn’t quite walk the 20+ miles from Kendal into Lancaster so I had caught a bus in from Carnforth

I wake to the sound of the house martins who live above my window feeding their young. They have become a part of my life here, that, and the spectacular view of the castle. I shall miss being in the auld grey town. I leave accompanied by Val Ferriman, my