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It’s years since I went to a proper country show. Probably about fifteen or twenty years, actually, to the point where my memories are hazy at best. The other day,…
It’s years since I went to a proper country show. Probably about fifteen or twenty years, actually, to the point where my memories are hazy at best. The other day,…
I was reassured to learn today that the EU is waging a brutal war on inefficient vacuum cleaners. Good to know they’ve got our back.
[Edit, Dec 2019 – Since I wrote this half a decade ago, the estate has updated its website, and there’s now a nice article about the gardens by Lady Normanby,…
Yesterday I gave in to my itching feet and set out for a stroll on the moors. The initial object of my walk was to track down a fine-looking swimming…
Remarkable the things you find when you’re moving house. A couple of years ago, I had a freelance job writing an ebook guide to Fifty Shades of Grey. Sort of…
The term ‘a new life’ should really only ever be used of babies, since whatever major adjustments you might make to your existence, you’re still carting a whole lot of…
This month’s cookstrip for the Get Active supplement of Scouting magazine is a little unusual. Partly because the editors gave me a full page for a change, and partly because…
I mentioned that my old mate Dave Tett was walking part of the trail with me, but for those who don’t know him, I forgot to mention that Dave is…
It was around lunchtime on a hot, bright Saturday when we crossed the churchyard at Nidaros cathedral in Trondheim, threaded our way with difficulty through the crowds gathered under the…