WE nearly owned a cat once. He caused something of a neighbourhood dispute, too. My other half advised keeping our heads down because of it, but I really couldn’t do that when pegging out the washing.

My sky is never empty. At dawn there may be just a lone crow beating a steady path north, or at dusk, the curiously undulating, huge wings of a heron heading to roost in a willow above the ditch. Duck

The flamingo diaries

Our lives, your lives... that’s life!

AS you enter the gates of Monkey World in Dorset, you hear the howls of gibbons, the hoots of chimpanzees and the squeals of delighted children. The sanctuary opened with 10 primates in 1987 and now h

After riding a tandem the length of Britain stopping only by pubs, Ben McFarland and Tom Sandham argue that bikes and beer do mix – and that pedal-pushers need to keep pint-pullers in business