Three weeks in a plaster cast has taught me three valuable lessons. Never take your mobility for granted, never take risks and certainly don’t visit any site alone.
Environmental destruction and the loss of nature to development is not new, a concept immortalised by Joni Mitchell in the Big Yellow Taxi (1970).
When bad things happen there is always a good reason so this is my philosophical take on breaking my leg.
My world is very much influenced by how well-designed buildings appear, how they are put together, and the details that distinguish them from the ‘anywhere architecture’ that blights our world.
This month started as it meant to go on with lots of push back from planning, conservation, and tree officers.
My learned friend says this and I propose to use it as often as possible.
This week has been pivotal for me. I’ve not been part of the successful team for the Reimagining of Bridport Museum.
We are now in a Catch 22 situation; a dichotomy of weighing up the green agenda against the need for new housing.
The aspirations for Parnham Park’s new housing proposals are on shaky ground.
Re-imagining Bridport Museum for its Centenary: Feasibility Study for the potential acquisition of the Literary and Scientific Institute (LSI)