Half a century ago, Belgian Zoologist Bernard Heuvelmans first codified cryptozoology in his book On the Track of Unknown Animals.

The Centre for Fortean Zoology (CFZ) are still on the track, and have been since 1992. But as if chasing unknown animals wasn't enough, we are involved in education, conservation, and good old-fashioned natural history! We already have three journals, the largest cryptozoological publishing house in the world, CFZtv, and the largest cryptozoological conference in the English-speaking world, but in January 2009 someone suggested that we started a daily online magazine! The CFZ bloggo is a collaborative effort by a coalition of members, friends, and supporters of the CFZ, and covers all the subjects with which we deal, with a smattering of music, high strangeness and surreal humour to make up the mix.

It is edited by CFZ Director Jon Downes, and subbed by the lovely Lizzy Bitakara'mire (formerly Clancy), scourge of improper syntax. The daily newsblog is edited by Corinna Downes, head administratrix of the CFZ, and the indexing is done by Lee Canty and Kathy Imbriani. There is regular news from the CFZ Mystery Cat study group, and regular fortean bird news from 'The Watcher of the Skies'. Regular bloggers include Dr Karl Shuker, Dale Drinnon, Richard Muirhead and Richard Freeman.The CFZ bloggo is updated daily, and there's nothing quite like it anywhere else. Come and join us...

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Saturday, December 18, 2010


I have not been very well for some time, so I was asleep when Corinna came in to tell me that Graham had just telephoned. He had managed to get as far as Bideford but the buses any further along the A39 had been cancelled.

Could I drive into Bideford to get him? The roads were pretty bad, but taking Oll along to ride shotgun, I managed to negotiate the road into Bideford (which admittedly was pretty well OK from Fairy Cross onwards). I dropped Oll off in Bideford, and the fact that he emailed me YNT proves that he got to his girlfriend's house OK, and Graham and I made it back. Just.

So everyone is where they should be except for Prudence who decided to reward me for my Captain Oates-like heroism by spending most of the night alternately sticking her muzzle in my ear and snoring loudly, or trying to climb upon my head.

(The picture, BTW, was from last year, because I forgot to take the camera)

1 comment:

Dr Dan Holdsworth said...

I rather envy your mobility there, Jon; today was my birthday and the fates decided to celebrate by triggering a bout of food poisoning which took hold with spectacular effect around two this morning. I have therefore spent the day figuratively chained to a lavatory, hoping for normality to reassert its self. Thankfully my immune system seems to be getting wise to the bug, whatever it was, but even so, spending ones fortieth birthday refreshed by little more than water seems unfair somehow.

I can but hope that the universe, having had a chuckle at my expense, spares me anything worse.