“Having viewed the castle from the streets of Dover, he’d thought it dominated the town like some kind of serious, but benevolent parent. Now he was within its grounds, he considered all the many wars it had known, and how it was now playing its part again. He felt...

I think I had been living in St Margaret’s Bay about a year or so before I realised that there was something very special about the Bay – that maybe it required more from me than just endless days of swimming and enjoying myself. My husband and I had moved there from...