The Winter Lamb

I’m sat on the 9.25am train out of Cardiff Central to London Paddington. We’re somewhere a little short of Bristol, and I’m looking out of the window, mainly because I should be writing.

There are lambs everywhere. Lambs? In February? Maybe the last 16 years in have put me further out of touch with the country than I though, but lambs this early in the year just seems wrong to me.

Oh, heck, I am become… a Londoner. I now like my rural world to exist in regular, defined patterns. I should know better.

Yes, hello, it’s me, I’m back.

About Adam Tinworth

Adam is a digital journalism analyst, trainer and consultant. He started his career publishing newspapers for the children on his street in the 1980s, edited student magazines in the 1990s, and then spent a decade as a business journalist. In 2006, he moved full-time into digital journalism development. Since 2012, he's been trading as an independent consultant, and has worked with everything from national and international newspapers, to small local charities.