Giles Catchpole hopes for cool heads in cold climes

I WAS browsing the bookshelf in a charity shop when I glanced up to see my neighbour outside, trying to come in. With his arms fully encumbered with a large bag, the door was proving difficult to open

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

Frostlines Neil Shea (Picador, £20) A BOOK title ...

January had seemed to last forever. The razzle dazzle of Christmas a mere memory, spring and its promise of sunny days still a good couple of months away. And now there was February to contend with. S

The latest from Carol's beautiful cottage garden… plus her diary for the week!