text: Another picture for the calendar. This is a cross-section of a narrowboat, chugging along the Vale of Pewsey with Woodborough Hill in the background. That's a Russell Newbery engine, sort of, beacuse it's a bit more picturesque than my Beta Tug engine. And the boatperson's cabin is rather more ideal than my own cluttered and squalid one. Art, see.
  I think that makes nine pics I've got now. And as people usually demand at least twelve months in their calendars, I'd really better pull my finger out, hadn't I? Anyway, it was fun to draw this one. Particularly fun, that is. If it weren't fun, I wouldn't be doing it, after all.
  Sunday 3 November 2024
  Sunday 27 October 2024
  And now the hawthorns all along the towpath are busy with them. Very flighty, though; walk as quietly as I may, they'll dash off to a different tree, constantly on the move, like actors in a bedroom farce.
  Goldfinches are busy in the ash tree and the umbillifers in the field across the water.
  I'm trying to get on with the pictures for the calendar, in between boat maintenance work, getting Eve ready for the winter. And wandering out to admire the latest autumnal thing, of course.
  Wednesday 2 October 2024
  This was quite the sunrise, though. And an hour later it was just a memory and the sky turned grey and the rain set in again. And I lit the stove to get the ache out of my shoulders.
  Wednesday 25 September 2024
  I'd been intending for ages to do a map of Wiltshire. And now I have. Took ruddy ages, I must say.
  Lots of historic things, like Jane Seymour at Wolf Hall, and the Flying Monk of Malmesbury, and Hannah Twynnoy being done in by a tiger. And Stonehenge and Avebury, of course.
  I managed to get all the White Horses in; Broad Town, Hackpen, Cherhill, Devizes, Alton Barnes, Pewsey, Westbury. I even managed to squeeze in the Uffington horse, despite it being in Oxfordshire, because it featured on the sleeve of the album English Settlement, by Swindon's greatest band, XTC.
  And I've indulged my love of aeroplanes by adding the quirky Edgley Optica (built at Old Sarum), a Spitfire (built in Trowbridge), a Chinook on manouevres on Salisbury Plain, a BE2 and a Boxkite at Upavon and an Avro York taking off from Lyneham.
  And because history isn't all fancy dress and morris dancing, there's the Battle of the Bean Field, and the Handsel sisters, murdered by the locals because they were a bit foreign and blamed for a smallpox outbreak; and buried in different places around the woods to stop their spirits getting together for further mischief.
  And lots more besides. I'm afraid that Corsham and its peacocks didn't
  get in, because I wanted to do a nice picture of Bradford on Avon, which
  went a bit far north. I hope the locals can forgive me; I'd hate to
  have another Tiverton incident.
  You can get a copy from Devizes Books, or from my boat if you can find me; or from my Etsy shop.
  Claudite jam rivos, pueri, sat prata biberunt.
  Saturday 3 August 2024
  I've just picked up the new tea towels. There's this one of the Wiltshire white horses, and a map of the Kennet and Avon canal, like this
  I'm very pleased with the quality of the printing; all the fine details are there, clear as you like. (The images here are low-res, because I'm out in the wilds of the Vale of Pewsey at the moment, and the internet is rubbish.)
  They're both available in my Etsy shop (link on this blog) or Devizes Books.
  Thursday 6 June 2024
  I've re-drawn my Wiltshire White Horses map, because there were elements in the old one I wasn't happy with. And I needed to change the width to height ratio, to fit onto a tea towel (that one's in the pipeline...). So here's the new version, as a print. You can find it in my Etsy shop, linked here
  There are currently eight white horses carved onto Wiltshire hillsides. Perhaps the best known are the Westbury Horse which you'll see if you're on the train from Salisbury to Bath; or the Cherhill one which you pass on the A4, the old coaching road and main route between London and Bristol. But there's also Alton Barnes in the Vale of Pewsey's crop circle and UFO heartland; and Devizes, Pewsey, Marlborough, Hackpen and Broadtown.
  And it would be positively rude to miss out Uffington, by far the oldest of all the chalk figures, even though it's in Oxfordshire these days.
  I've taken liberties with the topography, distances between and orientation of the horses, which don't all lie on southerly-sloping hills in real life. But at least they're more or less in the right relative positions. Vaguely...
  There's also scenes from the area's past and present involving horse; the Kennet and Avon canal, with a horse preparing to haul a narrowboat; Wayland the smith shoeing a horse up on the Downs near Uffington; the Wadworth brewery dray which still delivers their beer around the Devies area.
  Friday 12 April 2024
  But we were there the day before, and missed it. So I've drawn it instead.
  In the past, we've heard the cuckoos of the Nevern valley calling in the distance, from the Parrog, where we used to go camping at Easter.
  But this was my first visit to the church at Nevern.
  The churchyard was full of wild garlic and yew trees
  Up the hill from the church are these steps, worn smooth into the rock by the feet of pilgrims on their way to St David's.
  And back down in the churchyard, here's the bleeding yew.