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Give me a beer…

Sometimes I just like to be silly.

Let me qualify that.

There are times, particularly when immersed in the complexities of metabolic pathways, that it really pays to do something different, to lighten the mood and provide another way of looking at something. Of course, you also want to provide something that helps the students understand a tricky concept, and if what you do is unusual and memorable, then it will also help them retain that understanding.

Here are my dramatis personae:

glycolysis elephant 1

Yes, you got that right. A purple cuddly elephant (a Xmas present from a tutor pupil), 2 juggling balls, an apple, a top hat and 3 dissection pins. Let’s see if the Biologists among you can figure out what I’m trying to illustrate. My students did!

So, first, I arranged the props as follows…

Glycolysis elephant 2

The elephant, lying on its back, with both juggling balls and one dissection pin, safely tucked between its legs. To one side and a little ahead, the apple with 2 dissection pins jabbed into it; on the other, also a little ahead, the top hat, brim up.

What am I trying to show?

At this point, of course, they haven’t a clue. But they’re already giggling. If nothing else, I have avoided that cardinal sin of teaching, being DULL.

I then slide the elephant along the table, making little dooby doo noises. More giggling. But I’ve got their attention! They really want to know what this is about.

When the elephant arrives between the apple and the hat, it becomes agitated! I switch from dooby doo noises to zips and zaps…

Glycolysis elephant 3

…things start to change! I take the dissection pin off the elephant and plunge it, with a pleasing “thunk”, into the apple. And I take one of the juggling balls off the elephant and put it in the hat. Note that the apple now has THREE dissection pins in it, which is the clue that enables them to guess the first clue…

Ah! Is that ATP???

Indeed it is. The molecule that acts as energy currency in cells, adenosine TRI-phosphate, with each dissection pin being a phosphate group. The apple with just two pins was ADP, adenosine DI-phosphate. By making a molecule of ATP, by transferring a phosphate from the elephant to the apple, we’ve manufactured some useful energy for the cell to use.

And making ATP this way is called…?

Substrate level phosphorylation…

Testing them without testing them, they get all the benefits of retrieval and application and usage, without the stress of doing something that scores them out of 10…

But what do the other things represent?

Let’s start with the elephant. It’s clearly (ahem) a…?

sugar phosphate

exactly, with how many carbons?


yes, the 3 carbon fragment that you get from splitting?

fructose bisphosphate

right, after the glucose has been?


well done, at the start of?


And the molecule we end up with? The elephant deprived of its dissection pin and juggling ball is?



So that’s the context and the pathway. They know all this, they’ve just not seen it represented with cuddly animals and edible fruit.

But now to the key bit…

What’s the juggling ball and what’s the top hat?

Again, they’re on top of this, now that the context is clear. The juggling ball represents hydrogen, stripped from the sugar phosphate by dehydrogenase enzymes, and the top hat represents NAD, the hydrogen carrier that is reduced when it receives the hydrogen from the sugar phosphate via the enzymes.

It’s worth stressing the importance of this. In order to convert sugar phosphate into pyruvate and make essential ATP, you also have to have an empty top hat.

But how do we empty the top hat so that we can keep doing this, and keep making ATP?

No problems here – they are all confident that the top hat delivers the juggling ball to the electron transfer chain in the mitochondrion, enabling it to come back and accept another juggling ball from the next elephant to pass by.

Trouble is, this only works in the presence of oxygen. What happens if there’s no oxygen? What happens if the top hat cannot pass on the juggling ball in this way?

Short answer, the whole thing stops. No more elephant conversion, no more triple pinned apples, no more energy for cell, in a word, death.


How else could we empty the hat? What else might be prepared to accept the juggling ball from the hat, freeing it up to go and help convert another elephant?

This takes them a little longer, but with a few nudges and winks and helpful joggling of the relevant prop, they get it…

The elephant!

Glycolysis elephant 4

Notice what we have here. We still have the triple pinned apple (the essential ATP), but we also have an empty hat because the juggling ball has been returned to the elephant.

(nb: what I really need here is another elephant to demonstrate that the process can continue…. note to self – buy more purple elephants)

But we don’t have pyruvate anymore. A purple elephant with one juggling ball (pyruvate) that accepts a juggling ball (hydrogen) from a top hat (NAD) has become a different molecule – a purple elephant with two juggling balls – or as biochemists like to call it, lactic acid.

The mystery of anaerobic respiration revealed, emphasizing the importance of oxidising NADH.

They liked this. They also liked this….

Hope you do too.


Whipping the Worm

Last November, I burbled on the IRIS project about curating the Human Whipworm Genome. A lot of genes have flowed across our screens since then, and as the project enters its second year I still have over 50 students from Years 10, 11, 12 and 13 enthusiastically learning about genome curation and putting it in to practice.

But this year I also want to start explore its potential for A-level teaching. See what you think…

Take a look at this screenshot from the Apollo genome editing software.

screenshot Apollo pic

Ooops. I work across 2 screens and I always forget that screenshots grab both of them.

OK, ignore the photo on the left, which shows my youngest son George in the process of diving into his snow burrow last winter. We need to focus on the image on the right. Let me try some judicial cropping…

screenshot Apollo pic

Ah! That’s more like it. So, what to look for?

First, notice how it’s divided into two vertical sections – the thinner one on the right with the heading “tracks” – we’ll come back to that. For now, concentrate on the left hand division. It has a few bars at the top, with zoom in/out icons and left right arrows, below that a yellow area with a long thing in it, and below that a thick white area with lots of horizontal parallel bars of  various colours and lengths.

First thing to notice, check out the numbers at the top of this left hand section.

5,000,000…… 10,000,000……15,000,000…. all the way up to 30,000,000…

These refer to the number of base pairs on the bit of whipworm genome we’re looking at. 30 million base pairs long!!!! This is a serious chunk of DNA! And if you look in the middle top, TTRE,chr2, it tells you we’re looking at the entire length of Chromosome 2 of the Whipworm. It’s there, on the screen, right in front of you, sequenced and accessible and real. Mind blowing.

I think this is an extraordinarily powerful image for conveying exactly what a genome is. But what makes it even more powerful is what you can then do with it.

Let’s change the view – we can do this by turning the various tracks in the right hand column on and off.

apollo screen grab

Now we’re looking at a chunk – a scaffold – of chromosome 1. Although chromosome 1 has been sequenced, the precise order of the sequenced sections has not yet been determined. So this is scaffold 1 of chromosome 1. Notice that it’s quite a bit shorter than chromosome 2, measuring just over 11,000,000 base pairs long.

I’ve zoomed in to create a view between 5,550,000 bp and 5,800,000 bp on the scaffold. I’ve selected tracks that just show the computer predictions of which parts of the genome look like genes. These are the things visible in the white area.

There is a huge amount of information about the nature of DNA in that image! When a student reaches the point where they fully understand it, they’re becoming reasonably fluent in the topic.

I’ve used lots of analogies down the years to try and help students understand the differences between DNA, genes, chromosomes and genomes. This picture illustrates all of this and more. So the 11,000,000 letters? That’s the DNA. A continuous strand, extraordinarily long, comprising an unbroken sequence of the 4 DNA letters. We can zoom in for a closer look…

genome zoomed in

Notice just how zoomed in we are… a span from 5,670,850 to 5,671,000, just 150 letters, and look!, you can see them! In the middle. That’s  DNA, sequenced, and on display, part of the genetic code that provides information for making Whipworms. The coloured bars above and below it, with their mysterious asterixes and highlighted letter Ms can wait for now, though I expect most of you can work out what they refer to…

Again, I just find this utterly amazing. The power of this software! And we’ll be using this zoomed in scale when we’re fine tuning our gene edits, but let’s go back to that other image.

apollo screen grab

Having established what DNA is, students can now readily see that a chromosome is just a very very long chunk of the stuff.

So what are the genes?

Well, again, there they are, the discreet horizontal line/bar combos in the white area (though it’s important to note at this stage that these are just the computer predictions as to which bits of the genome look like genes – sometimes the predictions are right, but all too often they’re wrong, to a greater or lesser degree, which is why the genome needs to be manually curated). But for now, let’s just take them at face value.

And let’s have a closer look at some…

apollo screen grab

Here are ten. Gene 1211 to Gene 1220. Notice that they correspond to the section of DNA directly above them on the genome – their position, or locus, on the chromosome. Notice that they vary in length – gene 1215 looks quite substantial, gene 1220 is diddy. Notice that they’re made up of coloured blobs connected by long, thin lines. Notice that there are overlaps between neighbouring genes. Notice that there are gaps. And notice that they each have an arrow at one end – for some, the arrow points to the right, for the others, the arrow points to the left.

This last observation illustrates another key point about DNA – being double stranded, the information, the code, the gene, could be on either strand. But the strands are anti-parallel, they run in opposite directions, so when curating the genes, you have to know whether they need to be read from left to right, or from right to left…

This year, I plan to get all of this in place with the Year 12s before we start looking at the actual structure of the molecule. How the students will then use the software to learn more about genes and what they do….

…. is a topic for another burble.

Watch this space!

Flippin’ obvious…

Year 13 and Respiration – as I’ve blogged before, this is a story best told backwards, but I feel I’ve become so engrossed in teaching the extraordinary theory, that the investigative practical work has been a bit neglected. I feel a bit embarrassed, however, that I didn’t spot this opportunity years ago. Flippin’ obvious? See what you think…

So, we’ve powered through ATP, Chemiosmosis and how the ETC maintains the necessary proton gradient. They’ve built a molymod glucose and then oxidised it without using oxygen, to highlight how it’s the hydrogen atoms derived from glucose that are the source of the vital electrons. They know about dehydrogenase enzymes and NAD, but we’ve yet to touch either glycolysis or Krebs – the details of how glucose is stripped bare can wait.

It’s compelling stuff, but lots to take in, so as a pleasingly colorful break from the hardcore theory, I have always used a variation of an old OCR practical exam…

Fuschia Fizz

or maybe

Pink Fizz with different substrates

… and my emphasis has always been on a) making the connection between TTC reduction and dehydrogenases, and b) thinking carefully about the experimental design.

But it’s never really worked as a classroom activity, other than a fun challenge in how many ways they can describe variations of the color pink. It’s not challenging, it’s not engaging, and, to be frank, it’s not a whole lot more exciting than watching paint dry.  This is the problem with any exercise where they just have to follow a recipe; the students carry it out dutifully enough, but they inevitably end up gossiping about other things and don’t learn anything during the course of the lesson.

No more!

This year, I just presented them with the reagents and apparatus, introduced them to TTC as a Redox indicator, and then asked them to use the stuff provided to test the hypothesis that respiration:

  • involves reduction
  • of glucose
  • by living cells
  • requiring enzymes
  • and anything else that they can think of…
  • with close attention to their CONTROLS….

The difference to the lesson was, just, wow. The students were now forced to think about what they were doing and why they were doing it. Working in pairs, they spent 30 minutes planning and rationalising their strategy, before finally trying it out. They puzzled about how to record the rate of TTC reduction, they had to think very hard about why the different sugars showed different rates and why yeast could reduce TTC with no glucose added. They got things wrong and they missed things out, but they remained interested and engaged throughout, and learned far more in the process.

The final proof was half way through, with all their boiling tubes set up and slowly pinkening, when the fire alarm went off. They did not want to leave the lab – they were happy to risk a firey doom rather than miss out on the experimental results that they were personally invested in, that they had full ownership of. Reluctantly realising that this wasn’t an option, they tried to smuggle the tubes out of the lab during the evacuation, until I pointed out that this would play havoc with their careful control of temperature…

So out we went, with lots of anguished glances back at their tubes of pink yeastiness.

(Happily, there was plenty of time for them to get back into the lab and finish off their investigation).

So a resounding success – he says modestly – but note how easy it is. I changed nothing about the practical, nothing to the technician’s order form – I just saved a few pence on photocopying the recipe. Flipping at its purest and best. Give it a go!

Long time, no burble…

Yes, still here, still teaching Biology, still trying new things…

Here’s an idea that worked quite well, with both my Year 10 classes this year.

Each desk (of two students) has a little tray with four small beakers and two teaspoons. The four small beakers contain, respectively, water, sugar, salt, and a solution of red colored food dye.

Arranged around the outside of the lab are 20 large beakers, completely empty.

The game is this – each of the large beakers must receive a small amount (say, the amount you could get on the very end of a teaspoon) from each desk every 20 seconds. All clear? Good.


Pandemonium ensues, as students race back and forth across the lab, transporting small amounts of sugar/salt/water/red liquid from the small beakers on their desk to the large beakers around the lab.

It’s hilarious to watch, as they get increasingly frantic, especially as I’m shouting out the 20 second intervals, and pointing out large beakers that are conspicuously empty. But after 4 or 5 minutes, it’s time to yell…


And gently admonish them for being so wastefully inefficient. There is, I assure them, a much much easier way of achieving the same thing. Can anyone suggest an improvement?

And in both classes, one bright spark said, “Why not just put the sugar and salt and water and red liquid together?”

Go on then, I say, do it.

The bright spark demonstrates by pouring everything into one small beaker, producing a vivid red liquid which is mainly water with the various solutes dissolved in it. They then walk slowly around the edge of the lab, putting a tiny drop from their beaker into each of the large beakers.

What, I ask, has this person just made? And what do the large beakers represent?

The colour provides a handy clue. Yes, it’s blood…. which means the beakers are…? Exactly – the cells/tissues.

…there follows a discussion on why water is such a great transport medium – dissolve stuff in it, and wherever the water goes, the dissolved stuff goes too – and then we can introduce the structure of plasma and the functions of blood.

More next week, on practical Genomics….


Tales of PCR

Ten long years ago, when I first started work at OHS, I was chatting with a father of a student at a 6th form parents’ evening. It turned out that he was in charge of a small Biotechnology company which was closing down. I’m often a bit slow on the uptake, but even I couldn’t miss this open goal.

“What happens to all the kit?” I said, casually.

“Oh it just gets chucked out,” he said, cheerfully.

“Um, if you don’t want it,” I said, “can I have it…?”

And so it came to pass that I borrowed a friend’s large estate and drove down to an industrial estate near Abingdon and filled the back with all kinds of biotech goodies. I made off with Gilson micro-pipettes, a massive stash of tips and micro-tubes that we’re still using, 10 years on, and, treasure of treasures, a thermal cycler….

thermal cycler

Oh how I loved it!!! It was sleek and chunky and alluring. It looked amazing, it felt amazing, it just shouted, “Serious Biology.”

Only problem was, I didn’t have a clue how to use it. And while it did come with an instruction manual, it was not written in a language I could understand…

So for the next 2 to 3 years, my lesson on PCR consisted of me bringing the thermal cycler out of the prep room, fondling it, opening and shutting the lid with a satisfying clunk, whilst explaining how it worked with a little bit on Kary Mullis thrown in for good measure.

And so things would have probably continued until…

…  I found myself chatting to another parent who was a Professor in the BioScience department at the university. Parents can be very useful…. Somehow, our PCR machine came up and my inability to use it, so she immediately offered to send one of her post-grad students over to explain how it all worked.

Which he did. He also commented that it was a far better machine than the one owned by his department. Hurrah! This moved things on a little bit – though programming the brute remained problematic as a) the screen was almost unreadable (you had to be in dim light and at an angle of 38′ to make out the text) and b)the memory function wasn’t working. It would take me 20 minutes to plug in all the details, but unless you ran the programme immediately, all the instructions would be lost.


While all this was going on, I had been investing heavily in biotech kit. Lots of Gilsen micro-pipettes with a range of volumes.


Powerpacks, micro-centrifuges, vortexers, gel tanks, visualisers…. we are now seriously well-equipped!

biotech stuff

And it gets used. We transform E.coli and separate proteins with electophoresis and have tried a whole variety of DNA analysis kits. But I was desperate to do PCR.

The problem was identifying a workable protocol from which the students could not only learn all the relevant skills, but also which reliably produced interesting and usable data….

None of them worked. We tried a kit that amplifed non-coding Alu insertions from cheek cell DNA…. would have been brilliant for all kinds of synoptic stuff, from interpreting the gel to evaluating Hardy Weinberg distribution, but we got not a sausage, just some faint primer dimers on the gel front.

We tried a kit that amplified alleles of the PTC taste receptor protein, also from cheek cells. This would have been glorious – linking phenotype to genotype in the most direct way imaginable and really testing understanding of all the key concepts. Again, nothing.

I even (briefly) looked into emulating my old school where they (amazingly) use PCR to carry out site-directed mutagenesis on bacterial plasmids, but I just don’t have the background or the experiences or the training to make this remotely viable. After all, if I can’t get a ready made kit to work….

It was incredibly frustrating! And expensive (these kits don’t come cheap). I consulted friends and colleagues and contacts and the suppliers, but all to no avail.

In frustration with our inherited thermal cycler, I bought a new one… would this solve our problems…?

new thermal cycler

This had major advantages over the original – you can read the display, it’s very easy to programme, it remembers the programme…. and it’s PURPLE!!!!

But could we get PCR product? Could we buffalo…

And then…

We finally cracked PCR this year. The NCBE produces a PCR kit

for amplifying non -coding regions of chloroplast DNA. It’s based on FTA cards where you squash a leaf of your chosen species between two bits of card. Leave it to dry and then punch out a disc which is used as the basis of the PCR. I trialled it with some Year 12s last summer and rolled it out in full for the Year 13s this year.

We’ve had 100% success. Which means that in addition to the satisfaction of actually getting observable bands on your gel, the students also get to interpret the results and use them to construct possible phylogenies of a whole range of plant species.

Here are some recent results….


Along with an exercise in figuring out what’s going on…

Interpreting your Chloroplast DNA PCR results May 2018


Here’s my horse’s leg!

So having acquired a horse’s leg, what do you do with it?

Ignoring some of the cruder suggestions that I know some of you are thinking (yes, I mean you Bill), here’s how I use it in lessons with my Year 11s/12s…

I start the lesson with the story I wrote last week. It’s a good introduction for what follows, if only because it grabs their attention. Huh? here’s this going?

I then ask, what have we got in common with horses?

It doesn’t take much prompting to unleash a deluge of similarities – we’re both animals, both mammals, have two eyes and ears, a mouth, a nervous system. We have a digestive system and a back bone…

Ah! Yes, both vertebrates. And, in fact, both possessors of a fine skeleton.

What do all these points tell us about our respective family trees?

Again, they’re very happy with the idea that at some point in the past, we shared a common ancestor. Which is why we both have, for example, legs….

I fish out the first bone. It’s a whopper. Which leg?I ask.

For some reason, they always think it’s the back leg. But no, it’s actually the front.

Which brings me to the Curious Incident of the Badger in the Night. Because ideally I would not start with the enormous horse humerus, but the horse scapula, because it’s so glaringly obvious what it is and so glaringly similar to our own scapula, that great flat sheet of bone for powerful muscle insertion. It’s perfect for setting the stage of homology, which is of course where this is all heading, as it establishes more clearly than any picture or discussion that their bones are our bones.

So why don’t I have one?

Well, I did. The leg so generously deposited on our drive all those years ago was in full possession of a scapula, and a scapula was certainly deposited, along with all the other bones, into the dustbin of horse-stock that I described last week. But at some point in the Neutrase X-tremo-Stench digestion that followed, some wretched animal –that must have found the smell appealing… – found the dustbin, nosed off the lid, and made off with the top-most bone, a nice juicy scapula. A badger? The neighbours’ dog? We’ll never know. And I never found it, despite extensive searches. Grrrrr….

Still, it adds another nice little detail to the story – they think it’s funny – and we’ve established, via a rather roundabout route, that this is a horse front leg. We’re also standing next to the lab human skeleton.

OK, if this bone was attached to a horse scapula, what is it? What’s the equivalent bone in a human?

Yes, that’s right, it’s a humerus. How are they different? And why?

horse leg 1

It’s a striking contrast. The two bones are pretty much the same length, but the horse one is massively thicker and heavier. Of course it is. Horses don’t use their front limbs for swinging through the trees or picking fruit or grooming other horses. They need load-bearing supports that can hold up half a tonne of equine beast.

OK, if this is a humerus, what’s next? They generally know their skeletal anatomy – yes, we should have a radius and ulna.

Quick aside – which one’s which? This they don’t know. Or just guess. There are groans for my handy aide-memoire – the ulna articulates with the ulbow, while the radius articulates with the rist.

horse leg 4

So what’s going on here? Because the next horse bone seems to bear no resemblance whatsoever to the human equivalent. It appears to be a single, massive load-bearing bone again.

horse leg 7

But wait, look more closely. There are two bones, one articulating with the ulbow, the other with the rist, but they have fused together. It’s a beautiful illustration of the line from the Evo-Devo song – “safer the mutation aimed at regulation, keep the building blocks but switch their activation…”

It’s almost my favourite moment. As evidence for a shared ancestor, it’s compelling. As evidence for evolution itself, it’s hard to beat. No divine creator would make such a bodge job if designing the thing from scratch. The students think it’s seriously cool. Look! A horse embryo develops exactly the same bones that we do, and then glues them together because it actually only needs one, and for a completely different function.

But it gets better. If the broad base to this bone makes it the radius, what bone should come next? A quick cross-check with the human skeleton, and they realise it’s the wrist, not just one bone, but lots, the carpals.

horse leg 2

And here they are, a really pleasing set of bones with an intriguing jigsaw puzzle for anyone sufficiently interested and motivated to try and piece them together.

But how odd! The horse’s wrist is half way up its leg. Again, only evolution can explain the idiocy of having a cluster of blobby bones half way up a load bearing limb. Intelligent design? Give me a break…

On we go. What’s next? The finger bones! The meta-carpals! Again, something seriously weird is going on.

horse leg 9

There only seems to be one meta-carpal, but look closely and there are the others, shrunk and withered and, again, fused either side of the central one.

horse leg 8

We put them out in order, ending with the pleasingly shaped “hoof-secreting” bone.

horse leg 3

horse leg 6

And I ask them to demonstrate their understanding by giving me a simply visual indication of what a horse runs around on. … Yes, that’s right. It’s their one and only chance at school to safely give their teacher the finger…

Where’s your horse’s leg?

When I first became Head of Biology at Oxford High, I had a poke around the department and eventually had to ask:

Where’s your horse’s leg?”

“We don’t have a horse’s leg.”

“What do you mean, you don’t have a horse’s leg? You must have a horse’s leg! You can’t teach biology without a horse’s leg! Where is it?”

“We don’t have a horse’s leg.”

“You don’t have a horse’s leg?!?!?!?!?”

“We don’t have a horse’s leg.”

I was shocked. It seemed that they didn’t have a horse’s leg.

Oh well, I thought, that’s quickly rectified, and I started hunting on line for horse legs. By which I mean the bones of a horse leg. This proved harder than I anticipated. None of the educational supply companies stocked horse legs. I eventually found one company that could supply an entire horse skeleton for about £3000, but nothing remotely resembling a single horse leg. Ebay, Amazon,, all came up short.

I rang the Natural History Museum in Oxford. They were lovely!

“Have you got a horse’s leg?”

“Yes, we’ve got lots.”


“Can I have one?”

“Sure. To borrow.”

“Oh. I want to keep it. Can I have it on permanent loan?”


Damn! It was back to the drawing board.

So I had a think, and decided to track down people who made a living preparing specimens for museums. There aren’t that many… But I eventually made contact with a chap who had lots of good advice. I would need a container for the specimen that could be filled with water and heated – a saucepan or similar. I would need a thermostatic heater. I would need water. And I would need Neutrase

a powerful protease that works best in neutral (hence name) conditions…

Oh, and I would need a horse’s leg.

This last detail seemed a bit of an obstacle, but it proved far easier to source than I imagined.

New to the Oxfordshire area, we had been invited to a lunch party to mingle with local folk and maybe make some friends. I ended up chatting to a man who described himself as a Trainer and Breaker. Of what? Why, of horses, of courses….

Ta da!!!!!!

Well into the second bottle of lunchtime champagne, I said casually,

“these horses you break and train, do they ever, um, die….?”

“Yes, all the time. They break a leg or get an infection or can’t run anymore and they’re put down.”

“Um, the next time, um, one of your horses dies, um….”


“Can I have a leg?”

He was brilliant. He didn’t bat an eyelid. Yes, of course I could have a leg. No problem at all. Front or back?

I told him my preference, gave him my contact details and we parted on good terms.

The very next morning the phone went at about 6am.

“Were you serious about wanting a horse leg?”

“Yes, absolutely!”

“Because we’ve just had one die. Shall I drop it off later this morning?”

“Yes please!”

Long pause.

“It was rather a big horse…”

I didn’t want to let the moment slip.

“I don’t mind! I’ll take it!”

And so just a little later that morning, my wife opened the curtains to look down at our yard, to see a scene like something from the Godfather – a large hessian sack, containing a freshly hacked off horse leg, bleeding profusely into the cobblestones…

He hadn’t exaggerated. It was huge! Nearly as tall as me, and I’m only just under 6′. It must have been a monstrous great thing.

But, key question, how do you set about dealing with a freshly severed horse leg?

First step, remove as much of the flesh as possible. I was sent to the bottom of the garden where I was able to suspend the leg from a tree with bailer twine and use the large kitchen knife to carve off the skin and muscle. This was pretty gruesome and I filled a wheelbarrow with horse meat. A nearby sett of badgers enjoyed a free feast that night…

I now had lots of bones, still held together with scraps of connective tissue and all covered with small bits of meat and tendon. I disarticulated the main bones and put them all into a large metal dustbin I had bought for the purpose. In the larger bones, I drilled a couple of holes…. I then built a little bonfire under the dustbin and heated it to just below boiling. This melted all the fat, particularly the marrow fat which drained from the holes, and formed a disgusting scum at the top of the dustbin….

I dug a hole in the ground to pour the waste water into, refilled the dustbin with fresh water, added the Neutrase and inserted the thermostat, set for 40’C…. and left it for a week.

Oh lordy lordy the SMELL! It was AWFUL, gut wrenchingly HORRIBLE, quite the most disgusting olfactory experience I have encountered. The resulting dustbin soup resembled something they might serve in Hades.

But after a week, as per instructions, I was able to pour off this liquid to be left with…

my long awaited horse leg bones!

horse leg bones

Now why, the patient reader might be wondering, had I gone to all this trouble? What is the educational value of a horse leg?

For that, you’ll have to tune into my next post where I’ll describe that lesson … along with the Tale of the Curious Incident of the Missing Scapula….

thanks for reading!