‘Which house is it?’ she asked. ‘The thatched cottage through the trees. We can get into the field behind through that stile. Watch for the nettles. And the cows.’ Buttercup lowed a cheery welcome as they crept along the hedge until they could peer into the garden. The cottage sat with chocolate ...
James waited in silence, glancing around at the choice of art on the walls. Each premier who lived in the grand old house could decorate to their own personal taste. None of the paintings were permanent fixtures but were selected by the current PM from the Government Art Collection, a stately and...