I'm flat on my back, completely still. My eyes are closed and I'm listening, acutely. Nothing. I concentrate harder. Still nothing. I open my eyes, and a few wispy white clouds hover in the dome of blue sky above me, then drift on by. Pressing the palms of my hands down into the soft, clumpy grass...

Enio Meneghelli waits attentively for my reaction to the green apple, pear and celery sorbet that has just emerged from his hotel restaurant’s kitchen. It’s the final chapter in a six course story that began some merry hours previously and after the last heavenly mouthful, accompanied by the...

Travelling by train is my most loved - and most loathed - method of getting around. I doubt there's a finer way of traversing Europe than by train, and even with the rise and rise of budget airlines over the last decade, its popularity shows no sign of waning. Travelling by train out of necessity...

I'm a Brit. I know all about standing in line. It's instilled into us at a very young age. There's all kinds of etiquette involved that I won't go into here, but let's just say that we've got it down to a fine art form over here, and deviating from the 'rules' has been known to cause all manner of...