Author Archives: Henry Gee

About Henry Gee

Henry Gee is an author, editor and recovering palaeontologist, who lives in Cromer, Norfolk, England, with his family and numerous pets, inasmuch as which the contents of this blog and any comments therein do not reflect the opinions of anyone but myself, as they don't know where they've been.

What I Did In My Summer Holidays

Posted on 17 August 2022 by Henry Gee

You’ll have read in these annals that the Gees have acquired a camper van, specifically a 1995 Mazda Bongo. After tootling around in it locally, the time came for its first Sea Trial, as it were. So one Friday during … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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Van Extraordinaire

Posted on 1 August 2022 by Henry Gee

Here is my new toy. It is a Camper van. Specifically, it is a 1995 Japanese-import Mazda Bongo Friendee, bought from my friendly local motorhome and caravan dealer. It happened like this. Me and Mrs Gee were driving along in … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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DIY, You Are Dead To Me

Posted on 1 August 2022 by Henry Gee

For reasons with which I shall not detain you, I have been trying to hang a door in the interstices of the Maison Des Girrafes. The door frame exists, so I needed to find a door to fit.  That’s when … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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What I Read In July

Posted on 27 July 2022 by Henry Gee

Steve Brusatte: The Rise and Reign of the Mammals The ink hardly dry on his bestselling The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs (which I reviewed here) palaeontologist Steve Brusatte returns with what can only be the natural successor. It’s … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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High Noon, And I’d Sell My Soul For Water

Posted on 24 July 2022 by Henry Gee

July, 1998, and I am in the field near Lake Turkana in Kenya. The rains have been kind — but not so kind that the various rivers that drain into the lake aren’t dry, sandy highways. The lake water itself … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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Your Stars For August

Posted on 17 July 2022 by Henry Gee

by Harry Specks Aries: Meetings. Bloody meetings. Everyone is always on their way to one, just back from one, or, perish the thought, in one. But what are they for? Do they achieve anything? If everyone hates them so much, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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Older

Posted on 13 July 2022 by Henry Gee

You have been very patient. Thank you – yes, both of you. And you there, at the back, yes you, no, sorry, I didn’t see you come in. It’s been more than a week now since I finished transitioning from … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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Galaxies in a Grain of Sand

Posted on 13 July 2022 by Henry Gee

Take a grain of sand and hold it up at the sky at arm’s length. That grain of sand covers a patch of sky equivalent to that captured by the spectacular new image from the NASA James Webb Space Telescope … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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What I Read In June

Posted on 27 June 2022 by Henry Gee

James Joyce: Ulysses Many years ago when the world was young Mrs Gee asked me what I’d like for my birthday. Uncharacteristically (I usually like a book, and maybe a box of Liquorice Allsorts) I asked for a night out … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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Your Stars For July

Posted on 17 June 2022 by Henry Gee

By Harry Specks Aries: At the beginning of the month you will see a picture of a unicycle. Possibly, it will come up in your social media feed the algorithm of which thinks you have bought one or might want … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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