GEOFF NICHOLSON: THE LONG LOST WALKER

  I remember when I was a kid, when I was first learning to read, there was an occasion when I was walking with my dad, and we were in a par...

‘To perceive differences within the homogenous elements of the cultivated and inhabited urban landscape, I eschewed the common means of tran...

More often than not, when I look out of my front window into the suburban glories of Essex I see somebody walking their dog, sometimes two d...

  When I first got back to England after 15 years or so living in Los Angeles, I rented a small flat in London and walked the streets notici...

  As I’ve said before, I accept that not everybody is as moved by and as interested in obelisks as I am.     But once you start looking for ...