"Continuing our sexual adventure in Somerset"
Dinner for fourWe left our hotel, turned onto the lane opposite, drove slowly along between the high hedges and after turning a corner drove into a farmyard with a stone farmhouse to one side. We walked to the door (or,...
"A hike goes wrong, but there's a strong farmer on hand to help a damsel in distress."
It was a glorious, hot, late summer’s day. We had been hiking on the fringes of Exmoor, spending lunch on a ledge high above the Bristol Channel, the bracken tumbling steeply away to the sea in front, Wales glimmering on...