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IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

BATTLING SNOW IN THE LIGURIAN ALPS, A TRAVELLER AND HIS HORSE LEARN THERE’S PROFOUND MEANING IN MASTERING THE ART OF QUIET COMPANIONSHIP

I can smell the hay now. Just cut. When farmers feverishly gathered one last crop before autumn. Sitting in England, writing about Switzerland, I am transported back to touring through some of Europe’

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Colm Tóibín meditates on Pat Steir’s painting ‘Night’