An unquiet grave

Cradled in rugged cliffs, the Scottish town of Eyemouth has a fishing history that lingers in the salt air, with tales of loss and resilience

Time rolls on, and it was with some mild sense of shock the other day I realised it is some 50 years since my childhood interest in ghosts was first kindled – the summer of 1975. This was in East Angl

A pier, a poet, puzzling plaques, poignant letters, seals and sea lavender; we explore a coastline packed with fascination. This is a dog-friendly week in Lincolnshire, based one mile inland from the

East Anglia appears to be full of wonders, from carriage driving and an escaped puma to a Harrods pavilion and ancient forests, as these houses show

This trip is confusing me. One moment I feel like I’m in New Zealand, surrounded by dense tree ferns in a damp and mossy glade above a waterfall. A couple of hours later I’m bombarded by ker-chings of

BACK in 1606, Lord North was unwell. His “lingering consumptive disorder” baffled his doctors. A stay in a remote hunting lodge cadged from a friend hadn’t helped, but on a country ride he came across