This rose of the Winter Solstice is Rosa ‘Mary Rose’ - so pink and right wherever she goes.
When the French fleet arrived, Henry watched from Southsea Castle. The lack of wind gave the French the advantage, the oared French galleys able to advance while the large sailing ships were immobile. Towards the afternoon, however, the wind…
A Newsletter Where I Write In A Fairly Chaotic Way About Several Ostensibly Unrelated Things, Some Of Which Are Depressing And Worrying, Some Of Which Are Thankfully Not
For the deep Substack nerds, here is a 2,000-word report on what we did in 2024 and where we’re going in 2025. (This is a letter we have just sent to investors from last year’s community round.)