Author Archives: Francis Pryor

A Rainy Day in London Town

Last Thursday I attended a meeting – a brain-storming session, actually – of Unbound authors, in a room upstairs in the theatrical pub The Swan at Shakespeare’s Globe, on the south bank of the River Thames in Southwark. The last … Continue reading

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The Death of ‘Otzi’ , the Alpine Iceman

The film I made last summer in the Alps was screened at 9.00 PM on May 11th  as part of a new documentary series, Mummies Alive on the Yesterday channel. The programme was about the internationally celebrated ‘iceman’, now known as … Continue reading

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High Spring, 2015. Part 2: Among the Trees

I mentioned in Part 1 of these High Spring blog posts that we had planted trees between our house and garden and the open Fen country that lies between us and the Wash. North-easterly gales from the North Sea can … Continue reading

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A bit more about Alan Cadbury

My books about the exploits of Alan Cadbury are based on a series of informal interviews or discussions between him and me. In the case of The Lifers’ Club nearly all our talks happened several months after the events I … Continue reading

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High Spring, 2015. Part 1: Away from the Trees

One of the great pleasures of the English climate is the way that each season has its own character and indefinable atmosphere, both of which vary from year to year. This year started with an average January, after a much … Continue reading

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Lambing, 2015: no two years are ever the same

I’ll discuss the actual lambs and their mothers shortly, but I want to start with what you might think is a digression, but is nothing of the sort. In fact I sometimes think it’s the main reason I like to … Continue reading

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The Partial Solar Eclipse 2015: a newt’s eye view.

I must admit, the media mega-hype leading up to the event did not put me in a particularly receptive frame of mind. The Breakfast Show on BBC1 was particularly inane. They seemed to think we all had a mental age … Continue reading

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