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One small household habit that can help keep outdoor dirt where it belongs, make cleaning easier and give your home a rather lovely sense of calm. There’s something…
Simple, time-honoured ideas for slowing down, finding balance and bringing a little more wellbeing into everyday life. There’s something rather comforting about the idea that looking after ourselves…
There’s something about autumn that makes a bowl of homemade soup particularly appealing. Perhaps it’s the cooler mornings, the golden leaves gathering along the garden path or the…
I have a candle I haven’t lit. This isn’t because I don’t like it. Quite the opposite. It’s a particularly lovely candle. It smells wonderful, came in a…
Sometimes you don’t need a book that’s going to change your life. You don’t need 400 pages explaining how to become more productive, wake up at 5am, transform…
October is the month when the kitchen changes gear. September still has one foot in summer. There might be tomatoes hanging on, a few late courgettes appearing with…
October has a habit of sneaking up on us. One minute we’re clinging optimistically to September, wondering whether it’s too soon to put the sandals away, and the…
As September draws towards its close, one of autumn’s oldest spectacles is waiting just beyond the hedgerows. Tonight, the Harvest Moon rises — a familiar light that has…
There is something about September that makes me want to buy a new notebook. I haven’t needed a pencil case for years. There are no children to deposit…
There’s a moment in September when you realise summer has quietly slipped away. It’s rarely dramatic. There’s no great fanfare. You might notice it while making the first…
There comes a moment in life when something rather unexpected happens. You stop worrying quite so much about what everyone else thinks. It’s not dramatic. There isn’t a…
There was a time when people knew what month it was without needing to glance at a calendar. The blossom told them. So did the swallows returning to…
There was a time when people knew the names of everyone who lived along their street. They borrowed cups of sugar without embarrassment, looked after one another’s children,…
There is a quiet sort of magic in planting a seed. It doesn’t look particularly impressive at first. It’s small enough to disappear beneath a fingernail, dry to…
Some memoirs seek to explain a public life. Others attempt to settle old scores or rewrite history. Jacinda Ardern’s A Different Kind of Power chooses a quieter path….
There is something quietly reassuring about Tuesday. It doesn’t arrive with Monday’s weight or Friday’s anticipation. It asks for neither celebration nor survival. Instead, Tuesday slips in almost…
There is something rather special about the summer school holidays. For six glorious weeks, alarm clocks are forgotten, lunchboxes are tucked away and the usual routine gives way…
How to Age by Liz Earle – A Warm, Wise and Wonderfully Reassuring Guide to Growing Older Ageing is one of life’s few guarantees. Yet somehow, most of…
There is something quietly reassuring about preparing a cup of matcha. Unlike the hurried ritual of dipping a teabag into boiling water before rushing out of the door,…
There is a moment many of us recognise. Perhaps it arrives on a Monday morning after a restless night’s sleep. Or during a mid-afternoon slump when another cup…
There is a quiet beauty in watching someone move through life without hurry. Not rushing from one task to the next. Not chasing productivity for its own sake….
There is a particular kind of satisfaction that comes from giving your time freely. Not for recognition. Not for achievement. Simply because something about it feels worthwhile. Perhaps…
There is something timeless about a picnic. A blanket spread beneath a tree. Strawberries carried carefully in paper punnets. Warm sausage rolls wrapped in greaseproof paper. The sound…
There is a particular excitement that belongs only to seaside days. It begins the night before with towels draped over radiators and swimsuits drying on bannisters. Picnic things…