Jane Stannus

In Britain and Ireland, children and poor people would go door to door on November 2, singing and asking for soul cakes

When I’m old, I won’t have arthritis, and my blood pressure will be the cynosure of three counties

Where are the risk-takers of yore? This is far too safe, hardly a gamble at all

Where the Dying Swan is about nature and spirit terribly at odds, delicious and beautiful food literally keeps body and soul together

How do we work out which foods go together?