I had watched Richard III meet a bloody end at Bosworth, come face to face with a plague victim, stood in the shadow of a mighty trebuchet, and been put on trial for my life. And it was barely lunchti

The Bank of England, Threadneedle Street, London EC2

As Paul and I wander along sun-dappled paths through ancient woodland, a multitude of birds singing their hearts out, it’s hard to believe we’re still in Greater London. Wind back a few days…. We had

Three historic country houses in Yorkshire, a stone’s throw from the most northerly of Britain’s 16 white chalk horses, offer comfortable contemporary living and fascinating backstories

To walk around a midwinter garden on a fine day when everything has shrunk down to its essential elements is like walking around a gallery. You can take your time, see things with fresh eyes and be ch

The Cathedral Church of St Peter, Exeter, Devon, part I