Snow, ice and a pram

“You can’t live here. There are no shops,” my friend Jen stated. We were sitting in the van belonging to the pub I lived in, the Golden Cross, Slough, waiting for my parents who had an interview for t

THERE’S a line in one of the seasonal hymns we sing in church which runs, “’Tis winter now, the fallen snow has left the heavens all coldly clear.” When this happens, areas and landscapes are almost s

Our columnist was fond of the days between Christmas and the new year for many reasons

When World War Two broke out, conscription came into force for all males aged between 18 and 41. From December 1941, 17 million women aged 19-30 were also conscripted into the forces or for war work.

Why was their new neighbour so rude? Harriet was determined to find out

Following Adam Henson’s excellent article on British wool (November issue), I would like to mention that British wool is used in the compost I purchase from Cumbria. It is brilliant for tomatoes, grow