Bruce Anderson

An overflow of bookshelves, a huge kitchen, a cellar, music, dogs, hens, donkeys children . . . all the ingredients for civilised life

Trenchering in western England, where one local vicar, a notorious naturist, has taken to ­wearing a green collar

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Bruce Anderson

Bruce Anderson is The Spectator's drink critic, and was the magazine's political editor

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