Cheese festival. We repeat, cheese festival.
Round and round.
Folk music, flower arranging, or a trip to a farm.
Hatchards has three Royal Warrants, and an excellent sofa to boot.
Fleeting exhibition from Tate Modern.
The harsh realities, and the people who fought it.
End of an era.
Two incarnations later, it's on the same spot.
Wig out at a psychedelic folk party.
Messing about on the canal.
Anarchy: welcome.
Including the pub that had its top floor lopped off.
Typical wry wit.
A playfully surreal show.
This is serious stuff.
If we could give six stars we would.
Lots of soft edges around that brutalism.
Some of the answers are rather surprising.
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