G entle white pearls shining amongst the long grass beneath the trees, and softly bowing heads rippling across the banks…
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Last week was The Big Move. After what felt like an eternity spent booking things, cancelling things, and packing things,…
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Falling asleep to the rhythmic hoot of the owl in the apple tree, and waking to the sound of hooves…
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Literary festivals, it seems, are like buses – you wait forever for one and then two come along together. This…
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“Do you want to come wassailing at the village orchard on Saturday afternoon?” Our neighbour has his head through the…
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"Don't do it! It's horrible!" "Why on earth are you going back there?!" "The weather's shit; the system's broken…
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