L ate in his career, the English poet W. H. Auden distilled the whole business of poetry into three pungent lines: “A poet’s hope: to be, / like some valley cheese, / local, b ...

One day, with God’s own grace, I’ll thank my friend for what he did. To give his life for others, when he was still a kid. Tonight, when kneeling at my bed, I’ll thank the Lord up there for those who ...

Every day Derbyshire residents say their final farewells to family members, friends, colleagues, neighbours and many other characters who have played a unique part in local life.

I sat in the silence of the empty room, one hand stroking a nervous English setter’s head and the other holding my phone. “Such a long way,” I thought as ...