Tails from the hedgerow

Ancient rural skills in a modern world

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

This is ridiculous,” said Lissa, as she ducked beneath the bough of a particularly vigorous monstera, the one that Abbie had taken to calling Moz. “You do understand that this is supposed to be a fron

A criminal in their midst? Thankfully the village had its own Miss Marple

After a love-at-first-sight viewing, novelist Rudyard Kipling found peace and sanctuary within the walls of this Jacobean house, located in the wooded landscape of the Sussex Weald

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