Jeremy Noel Tod introduces us to the fascinating Mr. Peake, the Scientific Anglian.
In 1984 I was living in Bowthorpe, on the outskirts of Norwich, sharing a flat with an entomologist who was conducting complex experiments with aphids.
Water leaking from a cistern sealed off after the war seeps through a crack in the foundation of a house that no one wants to buy.
Early morning I disembarked from my flight and met Nanny at Heathrow. We drove down the M3 toward Southampton. It was raining, of course.
Some time in the nineteenth century, the Tagore family, located in the spacious mansion Nilmoni Tagore had built in Jorasanko in North Calcutta, acquired a piano.