I’ve been working on getting the garden into shape (but that’s another post); however my eye was caught one evening by a book I’d bought off the internet a couple of years back, fuelled by curiosity if not quite nostalgia. Generally, I’m not very good at getting all misty eyed about the 1970’s. I mean, I ended that decade aged ten, so do have memories, but enjoy my life too much now to reflect on how things were (allegedly) better then, in some sort of glorious lost nirvana t

So, my plan for next year is to grow as much edible as I can in my small garden, and stock my kitchen cupboards with homemade jams and...

….the Horse Chestnut leaves are beginning to turn. They’re always the first to open, and always the first leaves to be lost. So, I’m sad...

There's much talk about the renaissance of vinyl records that's been going on for a good few years now, but what about books? There was a...