If you’re looking for leftfield or craving creativity then zoom up the A34 to Oxford’s Cowley Road. Hero Brown, Muddy’s Editor-in-Chief and ex-Cowley resident, shows us round.Read more
Outdoor cinema in the magic-light gloaming, munching comfort food with zing from the Padre of Padstow himself, Mr Rick Stein. Oh go on then.Read more
I can always tell it’s Mothers Day. The daffodils are out, there’s warmth in the sun and my summer-long yearning to chiii-ll by water begins.
I’ve no preference over what kind of water. Riverside is heaven: a mellow stream, weeping willows and the occasional swan, but hum-huu… the sea is dreamy too, salty air blowing away those winter cobwebs, seagulls, yachts and platters of local seafood. And lucky me, because Hants is heaving with waterside eateries — be it river, estuary or crashing wave.Read more
To most of us — raised on Friends and Central Perk and Rachel-Ross’ will they won’t they-ing — brunch culture holds a special appeal: an easy amble to your neighbourhood cafe for flat-whites, poached eggs and papers.
All this disappears in a puff of petrol fumes, when you motor your life and worldly possessions from SW1 into deepest Hampshire.
It’s not that this fine county lacks cafe culture: Winchester, Alresford, Southsea… shrines to the bean one and all, but a short, easy amble?Read more
While the world of health-food faddism plumbs new depths of mad — Amanda Chantal Bacon’s Moon Juice Dust with cordyceps, reishi and shilajit resin now retailing on net-a-porter for £50 a tin — us sensible mortals are embracing a different way of eating.
Books like Bee Wilson’s This Is Not A Diet Book: A User’s Guide to Eating Well, encourage us to reject the guilt and indulgence cycle and embrace food as joy: broccoli, for example, is moreish heaven when pan fried with the best olive oil, chilli and garlic.Read more