The joys of spring

Tessa Waugh wonders whether lingering in Downton Abbey waking dreams might be more enticing than rousing two teens for autumn hunting, but finds herself pleasantly surprised

Middle age throws up some surprising laughs for Tessa Waugh and friends hacking home from a meet, as they grapple with “phone-based practices” usually employed by younger generations

Does the abundance of rowan berries really forecast snowy days and a hard winter, muses Tessa Waugh , as a home meet draws people of all ages, stages and pre-dawn routines

Autumn trail-hunting has arrived, but Tessa Waugh is more concerned with matters closer to home as her husband is “replaced” with a terse stranger on her first morning back out

Someone’s knickers were in a twist over Gillian’s addition to her garden

I’ve just returned from three magical days in the Lake District. Craggy mountains, mist over the fells, and the gentle hum of a Herdwick sheep or two. I stayed near Hill Top, once home to Beatrix Pott