Meet Erik the Irish draught horse I rode on my 70th birthday recently! I didn’t want a conventional party so opted for eight of us to go pony-trekking, then for a delicious lunch at a local farm that

HELLO, little one!” Penny Dauntless greeted a robin-redbreast, who cocked his head as she pushed along her trolley of post on the daily round. “How often is there such a perfect mid-December morning?”

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Now the clocks have gone back and we are deeper into winter, those of us who drive all year will undoubtedly find we are having to do so when it is dark – a fact that some of us won’t necessarily reli

IT was about nine o’clock on a Friday night when we heard a vehicle pull up in the yard. You couldn’t miss it. I think it must have had a hole in its exhaust! Jip let the world know we had visitors. T

IT’S all over town, Ada,” Mrs Francome declared, leaning forward with her basket. “Butter and bacon to be rationed once Christmas ends! “That’ll be just the start, mark my words.” “It’s already starte