On damp weekends in the UK on occasion we used to take comfort in one of our favourite home stores. Not only could I salivate over tiles, paints and bathrooms I could dream about owning the Rolls Royce of cookers – an Aga. I fantasised about baking bread,... A deep crisp frost is a beautiful sight. And that’s about as much credit I can give a cold snap. It is otherwise a dangerous and destructive force. I dread to think the damage it has done to my beloved vegetables. I know it’s added another layer of... 