Flora Watkins

Who can afford to send Christmas cards any more?

30 November 2024 9:00 am

At this time of year I’d usually be writing dozens of Christmas cards, with a Snowball to hand, heavy on…

Babycham is back!

23 November 2024 9:00 am

Babycham, the drink you perhaps last sipped while tapping the ash from a black Sobranie as Sade played on the…

It may be too late to save trail hunting

28 September 2024 9:00 am

There’s a grumble, often repeated among country folk, that ‘hunting people got hunting banned’. What they mean (I think) is…

Love it or loathe it, ragwort is winning

10 August 2024 9:00 am

White, lacy cow parsley frothing along the roadside is a familiar sight during the British summer. But 2024 is the…

Gins in tins – the Yummy Mummy’s ruin

6 July 2024 9:00 am

I’m writing this in my car, laptop on knees and a delicious can of Tanqueray Flor de Sevilla gin and…

What do we mean when we talk of ‘home’?

11 May 2024 9:00 am

Though deeply attached to her ‘squat, odd-looking house’ near Uffington, Clover Stroud comes to realise that home is as much about bonds between people as a particular place

How the Jilly Cooper Book Club turned toxic

27 April 2024 9:00 am

The Jilly Cooper Book Club was set up about a decade ago by two friends who’d had enough of book…

The sad death of the pony ride

28 October 2023 9:00 am

Pony rides were once a staple of every village, church and primary-school fête. A brusque, horsey mother would swing you…

Never the doctor, always the nurse: the fate of women in post-war Britain

30 September 2023 9:00 am

For decades, undereducated girls were thwarted before they even started in the workplace, living in the slipstream of men and drip-fed with a sense of their own uselessness

The mystery behind elderflower

18 June 2022 9:00 am

There’s an old saying that English summertime begins when the frothy heads of elderflowers appear in hedgerows – and ends…