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The horse passports go into my pocket as I leave the house, just in case I get stopped on my way to do the...
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Diary: Pubs should be dog-friendly – but don’t let it go too far
March 5, 2020
Sinking up to my shins in mud, I was forced to dig a moat around the horses’ shelter to try to drain away rainwater...
Why I’m hooked on televangelism
January 9, 2020
When, as deputy prime minister, John Prescott punched a protester during the general election campaign in 2001 it nearly ruined his career. I remember...
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Driving north to my parents’ late at night, I realised there were so many lorries on the road that I was queuing behind them....
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Flying back from a late holiday to Greece, I barely held it together, having lost my dear little horse Grace while I was away....
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Ageism may be the last great prejudice our society deigns to address, if indeed it ever gets around to it. This occurred to me...
Melissa Kite: In praise of boring holidays
July 26, 2018
Since I began renovating my house, I haven’t been able to afford to go anywhere, exotic or otherwise. “Holidays? Oh, I remember those,” I...
Diary: by Melissa Kite
June 7, 2018
Since moving to a picture postcard village in Surrey, I have been inundated with kind invitations. The chairwoman of the parish council brought me...
Melissa Kite: The problem with humanist funerals
April 12, 2018
“Now it is time to say our final goodbyes,” said the humanist funeral celebrant, a sour look on her face. “Hugo is gone. And...
My best and worst Christmases
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This could be the worst one ever, I told myself, terrified, as I dug out a moulded bag of tinsel from underneath a heap...
Horses and the trouble with neighbours
July 20, 2017
The last couple who lived in our house got divorced. From moving in as a happy family to selling amid acrimony, it was barely...
Diary: Self-isolation is nothing new for this horse owner
April 2, 2020
The horse passports go into my pocket as I leave the house, just in case I get stopped on my way to do the...
Diary: Pubs should be dog-friendly – but don’t let it go too far
March 5, 2020
Sinking up to my shins in mud, I was forced to dig a moat around the horses’ shelter to try to drain away rainwater...
Why I’m hooked on televangelism
January 9, 2020
When, as deputy prime minister, John Prescott punched a protester during the general election campaign in 2001 it nearly ruined his career. I remember...
An epiphany on the motorway
December 5, 2019
Driving north to my parents’ late at night, I realised there were so many lorries on the road that I was queuing behind them....
Britain’s anxious state isn’t helped by secularism
October 31, 2019
Flying back from a late holiday to Greece, I barely held it together, having lost my dear little horse Grace while I was away....
The dangerous nonsense behind ‘natural horsemanship’
December 20, 2018
Whenever someone uses the word “natural”, I feel a sense of dread. But nothing puts the wind up me more than the words “natural...
Diary: by Melissa Kite
October 11, 2018
Ageism may be the last great prejudice our society deigns to address, if indeed it ever gets around to it. This occurred to me...
Melissa Kite: In praise of boring holidays
July 26, 2018
Since I began renovating my house, I haven’t been able to afford to go anywhere, exotic or otherwise. “Holidays? Oh, I remember those,” I...
Diary: by Melissa Kite
June 7, 2018
Since moving to a picture postcard village in Surrey, I have been inundated with kind invitations. The chairwoman of the parish council brought me...
Melissa Kite: The problem with humanist funerals
April 12, 2018
“Now it is time to say our final goodbyes,” said the humanist funeral celebrant, a sour look on her face. “Hugo is gone. And...
My best and worst Christmases
December 21, 2017
This could be the worst one ever, I told myself, terrified, as I dug out a moulded bag of tinsel from underneath a heap...
Horses and the trouble with neighbours
July 20, 2017
The last couple who lived in our house got divorced. From moving in as a happy family to selling amid acrimony, it was barely...
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