Incr-edibledorset & devon

This trip is confusing me. One moment I feel like I’m in New Zealand, surrounded by dense tree ferns in a damp and mossy glade above a waterfall. A couple of hours later I’m bombarded by ker-chings of

“ I met Charles Dickens today, except he had clearly been so busy working on The Mystery of Edwin Drood that he had fallen asleep, so I didn’t get to speak to him!” I laughingly proclaimed to Ro when

In the gentle hills of the West Country there’s a history of people coming to worship and witness, from the spiritual home of neo-druids and pagans in Stonehenge to the church of hedonism that is the

OCTOBER IS APPLE HARVEST SEASON, BUT CIDER IS JUST ONE REASON TO VISIT THIS CENTRE OF RURAL CREATIVITY THAT PRODUCES SOME OF THE UK’S FINEST FOOD

BACK in the days when a tankful of petrol cost as much as we pay for a coffee today, our sunny Sunday afternoon treat was a drive out. If we weren’t aiming for the beach, our route took us north to th

The village shop that sold pick ‘n’ mix sweets. A cowpat-strewn country lane with occasional glimpses of Glastonbury Tor. Leaping the wooden stile into Butterfly Wood. It’s over 30 years since I last