Cromercrox
is an author who lives in Cromer, Norfolk, England, with his family and numerous pets. He enjoys writing, playing rock organ, beachcombing, supporting Norwich City FC, and falling asleep. By day he is a Senior Editor of a well-known weekly professional science journal beginning with N, whose parent organisation wishes it to be known that none of the views expressed on this blog are theirs, because they don't know where they've been.Twitstorm
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... is a long way away from anywhere, and if I were you, I shouldn't start from here. By the time you get to the outskirts of Cromer, any distinctions between science, beachcombing, social commentary, writing and animal husbandry have started to blur. When the process is complete, you know you've arrived at the End Of The Pier Show. So, welcome. Find somewhere to park your unicycle. Pull up agirrafechair. Make yourself comfortable.-
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Monthly Archives: August 2010
Three Books
There’s a programme on BBC Radio 4, the station which proverbially over-fortifies the over-forties, called A Good Read. In it, the presenter and two guests each introduce a book they’ve read recently, and discuss them. The books are usually fiction, … Continue reading
The Razorshell Heroes
We have a problem with our chickens. The problem is that they aren’t laying any eggs, and haven’t been for quite some time. Actually, that’s not quite true – they are laying eggs, sometimes, but the eggs come out without … Continue reading
Ecce Cromo
I’m going to have to renew my passport soon. The big problem with this exercise is finding a suitable self-portrait, one that conforms to the strict regulations on pose, size, background colour, number of heads and so on, but which … Continue reading
Boogie Wonderland
Turned on iPod. It played ‘Lady Marmalade’ by my alter ego, Patti Labelle. Turned on ‘genius’ function. Now grooving to Cameo, Earth Wind and Fire, Prince, Booker T, Funkadelic and more. Great way to brighten a grey morning. Rock on … Continue reading
Today’s Mystery Lump of Anamniotic Goo For You To Identify
Our axolotl, Squirty Benson Wilberforce III is, according to Crox Minor, who knows these things, almost certainly very likely to be possibly has a 1-in-2 chance of being female. Squirty Benson Wilberforce III, yesterday. This might, or, then again, might … Continue reading
Barking Mad
How many dogs does it take to change a light bulb? The answers, which (with variations) are all over teh interwebz in the same way that pet hair congregates in great fibrous drifts beneath the furniture in the Salon Des … Continue reading
The Road to Fray Bentos
When I was a lad, and perhaps even today, you could get these tinned meat pies under the distinctive rubric of Fray Bentos. I had always thought this was a brand name, like Hoover or Marmite, so I was pleased … Continue reading
When Engineers Have Dogs
I spend quite a lot of time throwing tennis balls for Canis Croxorum to chase.I’m not sure what it is about dogs and balls – perhaps it’s a vestige of that old lupine hunting instinct – but most dogs will … Continue reading
Oh no, it’s Back Again
Tonight, while the rest of the Croxii are glued to the feculent trailer-trash chav rubbish that is the Xcreta Factor, I have decided to something creative. I missed the first part of the show by taking Canis Croxorum for a … Continue reading
On The Origin of Science Writers
Now and again some dewy-eyed student intent on a career in science journalism asks me How I Got To Where I Am Today. My problem is that my career path was probably not typical. However, now I can direct all … Continue reading
