When I got several messages that Renee had died, I was camped by the ocean. I’d had my phone off for days. It had been a wild old night....

The missus came in yesterday looking disturbed. In her hand, one of her prized "lady tools", the Kent and Stowe pruning snips, jaws...

We’d just dropped a 17m high holly tree at a friend’s property. The massive trunk split in two when it thumped into the ground and...

"Where's Sticky?" The missus asked. Well, here's Sticky's little niece or distant cousin. Colour does seem to indicate familial...

"...using their short beaks to pierce the base of a flower and access the nectar."