Tag Archives: Maisie Taylor

Why Archaeologists Make Good Detectives

As most of my readers will know by now, I’ve written a crime/thriller (The Lifers’ Club) with an archaeologist (Alan Cadbury) as the detective. Then as soon as lambing is finished, I’ll resume work on the second book in the … Continue reading

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The Adventurous Doll

One or two serious-minded people have been silly enough to suggest that there ought to be more archaeology in this blog. So this post is for them – with my love. When she isn’t working with prehistoric wood, cooking me … Continue reading

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Boys will be boys, will be boys…oy…oys

Ye Gods, it has been yonks since I last sat down at the keyboard and wrote something memorable – no, just something – for this blog. And why’s that? I hear you ask in a slightly bored tone. Well my … Continue reading

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The Typology of China Blackbirds

Now how’s that for a title? A real grabber, I think you’ll agree. But this blog post is really about that second word, ‘typology’ – a term much used, abused and beloved of archaeologists. Essentially (so my Webster’s Dictionary tells … Continue reading

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I Love Strawberry Jam!

I don’t like big productions of any sort. I hate being surrounded by people with strange titles (Production Coordinator’s Second Assistant etc. etc.). Even simple photo-shoots can be hard work, with Photographer’s Assistants, Set and Prop Designers, Food Stylists and … Continue reading

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Late Spring in the Garden

Time for a quick post before I immerse myself in the frantic, if cultured world of the Hay-on-Wye Festival. Time, too, for a quiet stroll through the garden and assessing the state of the season – and we still haven’t … Continue reading

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DIY Garden Decoration: Wirework

Maisie and I share one huge advantage over the bulk of middle class humanity: we don’t have good taste. Snobby friends from London are constantly having to avert their eyes as they walk around our garden: here’s a painted concrete … Continue reading

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