As April drifts effortlessly into May this year, the county of Norfolk display its most luxuriant phase. This month is one of my personal favourites and at this time of year the countryside around bursts into colour from hues of lime green to deep viridian with halos...
I am generally not moved by the range of dedicated ‘speciality’ days that occur in one’s diary or the press generally. Mothers’ Day is left to other people, Fathers’ Day appears to pass without incident or remembrance in my home and general religious festivals around...
Oddly it is political comment that often causes me to reach for the dictionary rather more than English literature. I remember it was under John Major’s conservative government years ago that the word reciprocity first surfaced to baffle me. After a glass or so it was...
At the time of writing I have caught the first two episodes of ‘Sissinghurst’ on BBC 4. Sissinghurst Castle in Kent, the former residence of that arch bohemian Vita Sackville-West, is now firmly in the benign hands of the National Trust. To disclose my...
Last week involved a trip to London, down before sunrise and back in darkness, not the most inspiring times for rail travel but the venue in the capital did more than justify the early alarm call. My destination was the Portuguese ambassador’s house in swanky...
