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Thursday, September 17, 2026

Another One Off the List


I read geography at university and so, including at 'A' level, I studied that subject (in between playing cricket and rugby) for 5 years.  Geography is a study of the relationships between people and their environments across space and time.  

I always found geomorphology, the study of landforms and the processes that create them, much more interesting than human geography which is the way people react to and live within those environments.

Like everyone else, I have experienced some of the natural processes such as wind, rain and temperature extremes that shape the earth.  I have seen glaciers but have never walked near or examined one - a study of a glacier is impossible when sitting in an aircraft flying 20,000 feet above the Alps.  There are many natural phenomena that I have never seen, felt or heard.

But, I have experienced two earthquakes.  

My first earthquake was on July 26th, 1963.  I was 16 years old and on a camping holiday with my parents and Peter, my younger brother.  The earthquake was sizeable, measuring 6.1 on the Richter scale.  More than 1,000 people died; 4,000 people were injured and 200,000 were left homeless.  The quake happened at 5:20 a.m. when most people were still in bed.

We were camped on a hill about a mile from the centre of Skopje which is a city in North Macedonia or Yugoslavia as it was then.  Amazing as it seems, we all slept through it.  I wish I knew the manufacturer of the camp beds we were on. Think of the advertising possibilities:  

“THE BEDROOM COLLAPSED BUT I SLEPT THROUGH”

We only became aware of what had happened when, after breakfast, we drove towards the city centre and found that all the roads were closed.

The second one was on January 19th, 2010, at 9:23 a.m.  As usual at that time of the day, I was sitting in my recliner in the living room of our cottage in Prospect, Grand Cayman reading the online Times newspaper.

The chair suddenly began to shudder and a framed photograph fell from the wall shattering the glass on the tiled floor. There was no sound and the shaking lasted for about 15 seconds.  Instead of the sea being flat calm, it looked choppy as though a steady breeze were blowing across it.

It ended as suddenly as it had begun and within a minute of the cessation of the agitation, the sea was flat once more.  It was a 5.8 magnitude earthquake and its epicentre had been 40 miles away and at a depth of 6.2 miles. There were no accounts of injuries on any of the three Cayman Islands and no structural damage was reported.

Experience of the tremor was very localised.  At the primary school where I helped out two days a week, I was told that one block of four classrooms felt nothing, whereas in the rest of the school, the children and their teachers followed the emergency procedure and sought refuge under the tables.  People who were driving on the island, felt nothing.

Exactly a week earlier Haiti, which is only 590 miles from Grand Cayman, had experienced a 7.0 magnitude earthquake.  Almost 300,000 people were killed.  When Cayman’s earthquake happened, many Caymanians panicked and there were reports of parents barging into schools and taking their children home.

The Richter scale is logarithmic and so the magnitude 6.1 earthquake at Skopje - that I didn’t notice - was twice as powerful as the 5.8 Cayman earthquake that shook me in my chair.  A difference of 0.3 on the scale is much bigger than it seems, as a magnitude 6 earthquake releases approximately 32 times more energy than a magnitude 5 earthquake.  

Volcanos and earthquakes are found together at the margins of continental plates.  I have never seen an active volcano but in 2011, Caroline and I went to Dominica, which has 9 volcanos that are classified as active but a volcano doesn’t have to be erupting now to be classed as active.  Any activity that has occurred in the current epoch, which began around 12,000 years ago, makes it technically active.

The last volcanic activity in Dominica was in 1997 although that was more of a fart than a full on evacuation of lava.   No lava was emitted and only a relatively small area was covered in ash.   Needless to say, while we were there, we saw no activity.

As I’ve written before, (Click Here), we did witness a total solar eclipse in 1999 and the vivid beauty of it remains imprinted in my memory.

While sitting in a restaurant on the bank of the Gironde estuary in August this year, I saw a tidal bore and managed to film it.  

To see it better, go to full screen.

Bores happen when an incoming tide is forced up a funnel‑shaped, shallow estuary. That water piles up so that the incoming tide is strong enough to produce a travelling wave that moves upstream against the river’s flow.

The height of that Gironde bore appeared to be less than a metre, whereas in the UK, the River Severn’s bore travels for several miles and so creates an upstream wave which is typically around 2 - 2.5 metres above the river level.  People surf it.  The Gironde has less of a rate of narrowing and so the bore is weaker.

I think I have seen a drumlin which is an oval hill.  Drumlins are formed when ice passes over unconsolidated glacial till, the unsorted sediment that forms a ground moraine.  I was being interviewed by Professor Fisher, the head of the geography department at Durham University. 

After about five minutes, he pointed out of his office window and asked, “What’s that?”  All I saw was a rounded hill.  “A drumlin?” I suggested.

He said nothing but asked me something about landforms in a hot desert.  I assume that I was right but he never told me or mentioned it again.

Living on Grand Cayman for five years made me realise that some of the “facts” that I had been taught in ‘A’ level geography and that I had taught students for 30 years were just wrong.

There certainly are seasons in the tropics.  The Poinciana tree blooms in the beginning of June and stays in flower until late July and that is also the period when Mangoes ripen.

Royal Poincina tree

It does not rain in mid-afternoon on most days in the tropics as I had thought.  There are wet and dry seasons.  The rainy season is from May until November when there is an average of around 180mm of rain a month.  The dry season has around 40mm of rain a month.

I had learnt about buttress roots and they are more spectacular than I imagined.  Some trees in the tropics are shallowly rooted but those roots are large and wide roots . They help to prevent the tree from falling over during a hurricane, hence the name buttress.

It would take a very powerful hurricane to blow that thing over and as you can see from its buttress roots, the tree is pretty secure too.

Carolina and I joined the Cayman Astronomical Society.  Cayman has virtually no light pollution and we once spent a wonderful evening glued to a powerful Celestron telescope looking at Saturn with its rings clearly visible in fine detail.

The last thing I saw in Cayman that I had learnt about but never seen was a mangrove swamp and much of Grand Cayman’s undeveloped coastline is covered with them.


Features that I would like to see and could with some planning and luck are the northern lights, a tornado and an erupting volcano.










Saturday, September 5, 2026

Times Have Changed

From the age of 11 until I was 16 or 17, I spent every summer weekend and every day of the school summer holiday at Oulton Broad outdoor swimming pool. 

My friends and I were all members of the Oulton Broad Swimming and Diving Club.  Becoming a member meant that a five shilling (25p) fee was paid and then, admission was always free.  Not only that but members changed in a wooden hut at the pool’s edge and not in the cubicles used by the public and so we were not constrained by time restrictions or limitations.  

A member of the public was allowed 45 minutes whereas my friends and I could arrive at 10:30 in the morning and stay until 5 p.m.  Of course, we didn’t swim all day but once every hour or so, we would muck about doing “bombs” from the 10 foot diving board or retrieving objects thrown into the deep end.

I was reminded of those happy days while looking through archived copies of the weekly local paper - the Lowestoft Journal.  I was looking for press reports covering cricket matches I played for Lowestoft Town in the years from 1963 until 1972, the year when I left the town for ever.  

Times have changed.  My innings of 47 not out, at home in 1969 against Suffolk Club and Ground, was described in the Journal as “one of the gayest innings to be played on the Denes Oval for some years.”  It may well have been gay but no one at the time commented on it.

This feature from the middle of June 1964 under the headline “Weather”, is interesting:

“Temperatures in Lowestoft have been pleasantly warm this week reaching well into the sixties.” (16-20°C)

I can remember that the first thing I used to do on entering through the Oulton Broad pool gates was to look at the blackboard on which that day’s water temperature was written.  The pool was never heated. 

If the number was less than 60°F (15.5°C) and it often was, I knew that unless I dived straight in, I never would swim at all.  It was much too cold to enter the water gradually.  However, if the reading was more than 64°F (18°C), we could imagine that we were in the Caribbean.

Incidentally, my two grandsons aged 8 and 10 visited last us week.  They live in Honley in Yorkshire and we took them to the lido in Woburn where they moaned about the cold water.  The floating temperature gauge read 23.7°C  (75°F). Wimps!

Times have certainly changed.  The warmest temperature felt in Lowestoft in June 1964 was 76°F (24.5°C).  This year, the highest temperature in June in Lowestoft was 36.9°C or 98°F.  If it were still there, I wonder what the Oulton Broad pool temperature would have been in June this year. 

I remember that while studying ‘A’ level geography in the mid-sixties, being aware of a fuss in scientific and geographic circles because of something suggested by Nigel Calder, a science writer.  

He maintained that talk about man-made global warming was based on fallacious arguments and that the earth was in an interglacial period and we should actually be preparing for the return of the ice age.

In 1980, Calder predicted that by 2030, people will realise that heating of the earth by the man-made carbon-dioxide has failed to occur.  Instead, he predicted, there will be renewed concern about global cooling and an impending ice age.

That’s about as wrong as anyone could be about anything.