Rooksmoor's Tablets of Lead

This is a posting griping about something I am seeing on an almost daily basis these days, even though I have moved into a close.  It is cyc...

As regular readers will know, after being bullied for twelve months, I went into melt down and ended up losing my house and living with my p...

The other day looking for work I went to Cambridge.  It is a town that I have visited erratically over the past 20 years.  One day I will pr...

Over the weekend I read a report featured in 'The Guardian' which not only noted that only 2% of journeys in the UK are by bicycle, ...

This is the latest in my annual series of reviews of books I have read.  See: http://rooksmoor.blogspot.com/2010/01/books-i-read-in-2009.ht...

This is another of my occasional nostalgic 'memories of' postings.  It takes me back to a time in the mid to late 1990s when I live...

As anyone who has read this blog over the last couple of years or so, or has more recently dipped into my accounts of cycling in northern Fr...

When I was a boy back in the 1970s it was clear that the only people allowed to ride a bicycle on the pavement was the postman and even he w...