I REMEMBER a conversation from long ago during which I expressed a desire to write. ‘I’d rather be a participant than a spectator,’ my companion responded, somewhat disparagingly. However, for those privileged to write about fieldsports, the roles of participant and commentator are often combined. That is especially true of hunting, where riding strange —frequently brilliant and, occasionally, downright dangerous—horses across country or tramping for miles behind a pack of beagles is all part of the job.
There is no fieldsport more suited to our green and beautiful countryside, nor more compatible with Britain’s cool, damp climate, than hunting with a pack of hounds. From dew-drenched early September mornings to frigid February afternoons, when black hedges beckon beneath snow-flecked skies, scent lies stronger here than anywhere else on earth. I’ve enjoyed hunting on assignment with English foxhounds all over the world— Africa, America and Australia, even Trinidad —yet nowhere can completely replicate the supreme hunting environment of Britain and Ireland. Hunting has transported me into the heart of diverse and glorious landscapes best appreciated from the back of a horse— from Scotland’s Kingdom of Fife to high Leicestershire, liberally sprinkled with thorn fox coverts, to the steep pastures and tall beeches of Laurie Lee’s Cotswolds and the starkest moorland vistas of upland Britain.
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It's the plants, stupid
I WON my first prize for gardening when I was nine years old at prep school. My grandmother was delighted-it was she who had sent me the seeds of godetia, eschscholtzia and Virginia stock that secured my victory.
Pretty as a picture
The proliferation of honey-coloured stone cottages is part of what makes the Cotswolds so beguiling. Here, we pick some of our favourites currently on the market
How golden was my valley
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The fire within
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All I need is the air that I breathe
As the 250th anniversary of 'a new pure air' approaches, Cathryn Spence reflects on the 'furious free-thinker' and polymath who discovered oxygen
My art is in the garden
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Bright ideas brought to life
Prepare to be dazzled: six designers currently dreaming up rooms for this year's WOW!house share their plans
Mane stay
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