Notes from the Sticks: Thatchers’ Britain
THERE can’t be a more recognisable symbol of the British countryside than a thatched roof. Like…
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Notes from the Sticks: The heart of our green and…
HERE’S a quiz question: Where is the centre of Great Britain? The answer is Whitendale Hanging…
Notes from the Sticks: The tracks of my tears
LAST week I went to London for the day (not because I wanted to but because I had to). I booked on…
Notes from the Sticks: Some very pleasant pheasants
I WILL be honest and say this item is just an excuse to show you some gorgeous birds. After I wrote…
Notes from the Sticks: Slugs and snails – a…
I HAVE grown so used to the ignorant drivel spouted by lobby groups with ‘Natural’ or ‘Wild’ or…
Notes from the Sticks: The flamboyant Mr Pheasant
I’VE BEEN pleased over the last week or so to see and hear a cock pheasant in the field at the back…
Notes from the Sticks: Pie and peas with a smile on the…
NO ONE could accuse Clitheroe, our nearby market town, of being trendy, and that’s the way we like…
Notes from the Sticks: Rain, rain, don’t go away
I LOVE rain. One of my greatest pleasures is to sit in our tiny conservatory while it batters down…
Notes from the Sticks: An inconvenience truth
THIS is a rather smart house in our neighbouring village. Built in 2015, it has three bedrooms and…
Notes from the Sticks: Ducks in a row
A rather short column this week, I’m afraid. ROAMING round YouTube, I came across this…
