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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

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

MAX swept his hair out of his eyes, but the wind blew it back again. He must get to the barber but he’d been so busy lately. It was a blustery day. The long grasses around him rippled like waves, and

RIGHT, Pol, I’ve got a doozy for you this week.” Alex Harford beamed as Polly returned from her lunch break. Her heart sank. She knew only too well what that smile meant. Alex beamed more widely. “You

Walking into the day room after her weekly Zoom call with her daughter in Canada, Hester was pleased to see Phyllis and Donald there. Good company, both. On the TV an anodyne politician was spouting t