On the verge of starting this self-build, a late change of design proved to be the making of this Devonian house on a bend

Shop of the month Open Tuesday to Saturday, ...

An old man lives at the bottom of my garden. His name is Robert Barkus, or Bakehouse, or Bagust. Nobody is quite sure. But I often sense him around when I’m gardening, and I’ve found out a fair bit ab

This week’s dream: a little corner of Blighty ...

The last word

To walk around a midwinter garden on a fine day when everything has shrunk down to its essential elements is like walking around a gallery. You can take your time, see things with fresh eyes and be ch