His name was Connor.

OK, I know this is a cylinder, not a sphere. Give me a break!

They seem to recognise me now.

...I will have a usable office.

Today I met pilgrims.

You know I have a problem keeping to the straight and narrow.

I wanted to kidnap these two. Well, the little brown and white one anyway.

...beauty shines through.

A tree blocking my route.

Puzzle solved

So, the three brave crows were receptive to the monkey nuts.

A test for the squizzels.

A reference of course to William Blake...

You can't see, but the sky was alive with thistle-breeze.

The path is strewn with feathery seeds.

The world is astonishing when you pay attention!

Apparently you must must must breathe through your nose. NOT YOUR MOUTH!

Chalk and flint.

...after a day of toil.

British place names veiled in history.