Almost a year on from his final day hunting the Duke of Beaufort’s hounds, Matt Ramsden reflects on how his attitude to the winter, weather and hunting itself has changed

Fog, inactivity and invisible hounds might not fly on social media, admits Tessa Waugh , but who cares when there’s convivial shelter from the elements and some local raspberry nectar

A sense of optimism fills the dank February air as springtime beckons and Tessa Waugh finds herself enjoying a hunting day considerably more than its bitter beginnings suggested she would

The joys of spring are imminent, but Tessa Waugh’s faithful steed tests her fraying patience before they even leave the meet, provoking disloyal thoughts about the longevity of their partnership

IT was one of those overheard snatches of conversations that immediately makes you keen to hear the rest of it. “You know, I really wasn’t in the mood to go,” the woman on the seat in front of me was

WHAT sort of accident?” Declan looked worried. “Is your mother OK?” “Mum’s fine,” Tara said. “It’s Phyllis. “Mel – that’s her daughter – was driving her home and they tried to cross the ford. “With al