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The Cattle Are Lowing
With a low mist hanging over the backs of his cows like a white shroud, John Lewis-Stempel frets as his vet tests his treasured herd for dreaded bovine tuberculosis on a dark December morning
Putting The Cat Among The Fish
On an annual pilgrimage to Scotland in pursuit of silver salmon, Richard Parker enjoys the many charms of the Jaguar XJ R-Sport saloon
The Wild Hunt Of Odin
John McEwen comments on The Wild Hunt of Odin
When The Diva Met The Dictator
For centuries, the medium of opera has been open to political interpretation, a theme brilliantly distilled in the V&A’s newest exhibition.
They Know What They Want
The Northern Antiques Dealers Fair returns under new management, but offering the same high quality
Entering The Final Frontier
The Prof takes his sons, James and Tom, fishing in America’s ice box: Alaska, the 49th state
Let's Get Pickled
Simon Lester explains how to bottle your own crunchy pickled onions without (too many) tears
Artistic Inspiration
Anyone flummoxed by the vast choice of colours on a paint chart need look no further than the work of their favourite painters for help.
Strand And Deliver
Saved from being swallowed up by a high-street chain, Simpson’s is back.
Ashes To Ashes
Ashes To Ashes
The Right White Stuff
The Right White Stuff
Appointment At Tooth-Hurty
The molar the merrier!
Harem Revisited #33
John McEwen comments on Harem Revisited #33
An Absolute Porker!
A search for the ultimate epicurean mouthful could arguably start and finish with suckling pig. Nick Hammond studies a timeless culinary tradition
Relight My Fire
After a date with an old flame, our correspondent finds that the refreshed Volkswagen Golf GTI is still the classiest act in town by far.
Alexander III Of Scotland Saved From The Fury Of A Stag By Colin Fitzgerald
John McEwen comments on Alexander III of Scotland Saved from the Fury of a Stag.
Is Small Really Beautiful?
Game shoots today are awash with reared French partridges and small-pheasant varieties. Charles Nodder asks whether they’re better than more traditional quarry.
Heavens Above!
Could a bed inspired by the Moon herald a new approach to furniture design?
How To Make A Lawn Without Grass
RELATED to Lobelia, Pratia angulata and P. pedunculata are two creeping perennials native to New Zealand. They were originally sold in Britain as rock-garden plants, but, in such sites, they tended either to dry up and perish or to become overwhelming, depending on exposure and water. It’s only latterly that we’ve come to see their invasiveness as an asset, freed them from the rockery and put them to work on the level.
Ducking And Diving About On The River
A prodigious piscivore, the crafty cormorant or ‘sea crow’ can dive to depths of 30ft, where its prey includes eels of up to a yard long, gulps David Profumo.
A Warming Winter's Tale
George Plumptre learns how the proximity of a new motorway turned around the fortunes of a historic hotel and its garden.
Follow The Star To Wintershall
A full-blown production of the Nativity takes place every year in the Surrey Hills. Rupert Uloth witnessed last year’s delightful telling of the Christmas story.
Living National Treasure
Fan-maker
Special Delivery
Lobster through your letterbox? Cheese by courier? Emma Hughes goes behind the scenes with the firms keeping connoisseurs posted
Stranger In His Own Land
A reassessment of David Bomberg’s career prompts Charles Darwent to consider what prompted him to produce such radical works in insular, early-20thcentury Britain
Three Cheers: A Venue For All Seasons
IN 1976, Rosemary and John Nicholson visited the graveyard of the church of St Maryat-Lambeth to see the tomb of the John Tradescants, celebrated 17th-century gardeners, explorers and antiquaries. They found a sarcophagus carved with fantastic evocations of the distant lands where the father and son travelled in search of plants for our gardens and exhibits for their Ark in Lambeth: England’s first museum to be opened to the public.
An Englishman Abroad
On the eve of a grand tour of America, the actor talks about sniffing trees and singing for his supper
Caught in a cross fire
I was up at six o’clock on sunday morning, lighting the kitchen range, warming the twins’ clothes in the oven, making porridge and preparing packed lunches.
Oh, for the wings of a dove!
Its occupants were once thought fit for a feast, but the sight of a dovecote encircled by a halo of fluttering life is becoming a rarity, sighs bird fancier
Let me loose in a sweet shop
When it comes to confectionery, the British have got it licked, says Emma Hughes, who finds that pocket-money sweet treats have never looked more tempting, no matter how old you are