Tails from the hedgerow

HENRY MERRYWEATHER!” Sarah called out to the boy. Her voice sounded liquid and high in the autumn morning air. Henry stopped and turned and Sarah realised, looking at his tall broad figure, that he wa

EVERY time I smell the sweet scent of September air, I am transported back to Alderley Cottage. I am walking up the garden path strewn with grass and twigs towards a faded blue painted door with a bro

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A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys

Ellie’s new friend made a suggestion – and it was bloomin’ marvellous

And so it was that the fair Lady Joanna spurned her betrothed and fled from the castle in the dead of night, her faithful man-at-arms by her side. Off the lovers ran, into the depths of Howe Acre wood