Jessie burton

I don’t remember how I got into reading. Neither of my parents were big readers, and we didn’t have bookshelves at home – but I loved visiting the library. I could spend hours there, completely lost i

LOUISE MINCHIN GETS UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL WITH HER HOME

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

Mariella Frostrup

I love a cosy book for autumn, something that perhaps reflects the season, with the changing colour of leaves, knits, country walks. I think some classics are wonderful at this time of year also, rere

You need the hardest of hearts not to love a love story, and one that raises a laugh as the course of true love fails to run smoothly only ups the feelgood factor. This is borne out by the fact that f