For a while I knew how to make lace. Where did I learn that? Was it at school, from a French person, (une Dentellière, which naturally sounds like they use old teeth for pegs) or from one of the eccentric old ladies of Buckfastleigh I was always adopting?

I dont know whether there are still old ladies of Buckfasleigh who teach girls the dark arts of lacemaking, ointment making, and 100 things to do with a brown paper bags, but I hope there are.

When I feel homesick for my childhood, I just watch an episode of Jam and Jerusalem – its like Buckfastleigh live feed.