In which a friend beyond measure arranges a behind-the-scenes visit to the Natural History Museum to see fossils collected by Charles Darwin during the Beagle voyage.
The Friends of Charles Darwin have their first member from Senegal.
The Friends of Charles Darwin have their first member from Iraq.
The latest creationist comment amused me so much that I thought I would give it a blog post all of its own.
Photographs of three wonderful seventeenth-century maps in the Doge's Palace museum, Venice.
In which I visit the spandrels of San Marco in Venice.
On 20th February, 1835, Charles Darwin was lying down in a wood having a rest in Valvidia, Southern Chile, when he experienced a major earthquake.
As historians of science are forever reminding us (although nobody listens to those killjoys), we enter dangerous territory when we start to discuss the ‘first’ person to do X, the ‘lone genius’ who invented Y, or the ‘Father of’ Great Idea Z.
Six years ago today, I planted the Darwin Bicentennial Oak in my garden.
In ‘On the Origin of Species’, Darwin hypothesises that the family tree of languages must closely reflect the family tree of the different races of mankind that speak them.