The scene: England in the middle ages. King Arthur and his faithful servant Patsy have just clip-clopped by two men standing by the road. Large Man: Who’s that then? Dead Collector: I dunno. Must be a king. Large Man: Why? Dead Collector: He hasn’t got shit all over him. (Monty Python and the Holy Grail) […]
I was particularly pleased to discover that the 2 June 2017 issue of the Times Literary Supplement contained a review by Tom Holland of not just one but two recent books on foxes; Lucy Jones’ Foxes Unearthed: A Story of Love and Loathing in Modern Britain. from Elliott & Thompson, and How to Tame a […]
Of all the mammals in Great Britain, few – if indeed any – are as deeply linked with the British countryside and its culture as Vulpes vulpes, the Fox. Also called the Red Fox by many throughout the non-British portions of its Northern Hemisphere spanning range, this largest of the Vulpes genus also happens to […]
Despite the fact that the feces of humans is commonly of sufficient firmness to be picked up with one hand (gloved, of course) while that of cows is roughly the consistency of spoiled pudding, both contain – on average – the same percentage of water content. So why the significant difference in texture and consistency?