Where does your food come from? (Don’t say ‘the supermarket’!)

Sitting down last night after a hard day’s work, I started to gaze vacantly at the television in my usual way (when I know that there will be nothing half-decent to watch on during the evening) when an extremely interesting programme on BBC One suddenly awakened my attention. Entitled ‘Crop to Shop’, the programme was presented by Suffolk-based...

A great place for industrial heritage buffs

One of the most satisfying visits I have made during my tenure as editor of ShD was to meet with Jim Brindley, the curator of the National Fork Truck Heritage Centre. His knowledge and enthusiasm is infectious, and the array of vehicles he has on display is outstanding. 

As a young boy, I relished my trips to The Science Museum, gawping at those...

Spare a thought for the ‘secret santas’

Spare a thought for the poor old truck drivers in these wintry conditions. In the south-east, several major roads have been closed today (Friday) due to jack-knifed artics blocking the way.

It's no fun driving a small family car in this weather, even less so when you're behind the wheel of a juggernaut. When our Christmas pud fails to appear on...

A moving tale

Moving house is a stressful time, and my latest attempt to shift the family from one location to another has been a nightmare from start to finish. But at least it gave me a close insight into one or two areas of our industry.

The first insight was to engage with the self-storage industry from a customer's point of view. These self-store...

If I’d known you were coming, I’d have baked more cakes

I’m sure that by now, most of you must be thinking that the only things my job as a journalist involves are quaffing wine and eating cake – well, to be honest, you wouldn’t be that far off.

Yet again, I was coerced recently into visiting another company site, with the main intention of sampling the wares on offer – this time for an inaugural open...

Lest we forget

Ducking out of a fascinating supply chain summit in Westminster for a stretch of the legs, I stumbled into the gardens of Westminster Abbey, where the memorials for fallen soldiers were being prepared for Remembrance Day.

After a moment's silent contemplation, shocked by the number of tributes on display, I studied more closely some of the...

You don’t want to be doing this

Memories… in the corner of my mind…

A good news day

Nexen’s Suffolk punch

Selling the family silver

A very royal appointment

When a crush isn’t such a lovely thing

On a Swiss roll

It’s about time I joined the APS

Flying at Heathrow

It’s time to take off at Heathrow

Please buy me this for Christmas!