A hunter-gatherer writes from the wintry fields of Olde England
Many thanks to our agent provocateur-at-large, Mr Nigel Pike, for his comments regarding me as intrepid hunter-gatherer marauding around the fields of God’s county, organs cleaving the breeze, looking for beefy bovine beasts to butcher and bring back to the kitchen, jaws dripping with all sorts of ganglia and stuff. Good bit about Darwin, got a copy myself.
Jan 02. 2018