If you like me are staggered at the £1.80
for a first class stamp ( we’re not all in private equity) you must join a marvellous campaign given oxygen by Sophia Money-Coutts in the Spectator to force the Royal Mail follow the Aussies, Finnish and Dutch postal services by cutting prices for Christmas.
Sophia makes a great point that a book of six now costs a tenner. The campaign wants the stamp cut to 50p for November and December.
For the older generation the Christmas card is as festive as the mince pie but as somebody once proved it’s now cheaper to fly Albania and post from there than doing the same in the UK
To sign the petition please go to https://t.co/iaUFf635Cj
Grateful to Times columnist Giles Coren for putting to the sword a local council pipsqueak for trying to put out of business a restaurant in the middle of nowhere where owner Ruth Hanson does all the kitchen prep herself, the washing up, the bookings, the till, payroll and then cooks it.
The restaurant is called Hansom in Bedale, North Yorkshire. To give you an idea of its remoteness it’s 7 miles from Northallerton and 31 miles from York.
So, on occasions, her husband Mark, who had a job of his own, gives up his evenings to chauffeur some guests to and from their homes.
Coren points out when he reviewed the place last year ( he gave it a glowing recommendation) he had to hitchhike from Northallerton station.
No Bedale train, no metro, no Uber hanging around at the corner.
Enter Chris Doyle, licensing enforcement officer for N Yorkshire council, who has written to Ruth saying in his view Mark was operating a taxi service and that would require a raft of expensive and time consuming licences.
Ruth responded that Mark was her husband, he was unpaid and there was no separate charge for the journey.
Doyle said he didn’t care as there was deemed to be a commercial benefit and warned without a licence the council may take legal action.
Coren has a great last paragraph; “ Yeah, you sue her, you absolute local heroes.
“ You teach Ruth and Mark a lesson for being great at their jobs, for treasuring their customers, for trying to create a little joy and make ends meet in a collapsing world.”
PS Thought you’d like to see what a Ruth menus looks like. This is called the Sunday Sharing Feast.
Starters.
Smoked Leek and Pickled Croque
Monsieur
Whitby Crab Crumpet Pickled cucumber, Garden herbs.
Heritage beetroot, whipped goat’s Curd, Wild Garlic emulsion.
Main Course
Wensleydale chicken, Apricot and sage Wellington.
Honey and mustard mash, buttered spring , cider sauce.
Dessert
Yorkshire rhubarb and ginger trifle.
Cost; £55.
With publicity thanks to Coren’s column and this tweet I suspect the queue will be out the door and Mark can have his evenings off again.
A wool jumper, made in 1985, washed in cold water once a month, worn through three decades of British winters, would currently be sitting in someone's wardrobe doing fine.
A polyester fleece, made in 2026, machine-washed weekly, will start to lose its structural integrity within three to five years, shed an estimated 700,000 microfibres per wash into the water system, and end its life in landfill where it will persist for approximately 200 years.
The wool jumper:
- Came from a sheep
- Required grass and rain
- Will biodegrade entirely within three years of being buried
- Will keep you warm when wet
- Will not melt if exposed to a flame
- Will probably outlive you
- Cost £80 in 1985, which is £230 today, and represents the entire jumper budget for the next forty years
The polyester fleece:
- Came from an oil refinery in Texas
- Required hexane extraction, polymerisation and dyeing in three different factories on three different continents
- Will not biodegrade in any human timeframe
- Will get cold and clammy when wet
- Will melt against your skin if exposed to a flame
- Will be in landfill within five years
- Cost £40 in 2026, which means you'll buy ten of them across the next forty years for a total of £400, and the planet will still be eating the residue in the year 2226
But yes. The sheep is the problem.
The sheep, standing in a field in mid-Wales, growing a renewable fibre from grass and rain.
The sheep is the problem.
Tesco Rosedene Farms apples.
It sounds like a quintessentially British farm…except the apples are from France.
It’s time to end the supermarket farmwashing that dupes shoppers into thinking they are buying British food, when instead, they are buying produce from overseas.
Instead of buying your meat from the supermarket, why not try to support your local butcher? Maybe not every time, but once a month? Try it - you might like it!🇬🇧
If all of us made just a small extra effort to buy more local produce in 2025, the benefits would be felt across the entire community.
It doesn't just support the producer/farmer, the positive knock-on effects help countless other people and businesses...
Love British Food!🇬🇧
I'm not one for asking for help, but I'm desperate with no bookings on workshops meaning no income.
If anyone fancies adopting a little friend, or buying a card or print of one of my drawings I would really appreciate it & you'll be helping wildlife too.
https://t.co/gx2eYD1nlJ
Tried doing this last year but I didn’t quite get past the mark. But I’m only 100 or so followers away from 75k
So to celebrate make sure you are following me and give this tweet a retweet
I’ll pick one of you to win a £75 Amazon voucher
#strictly#SCD#StrictlySpoiler
@BBCRadio2 tuning in from our villa in Crete… fab show! @corinnep1968 and me having the best time in advance of wedding next week… wishing the best for @jake_winsor & @vikkipeartt for the day next Wednesday!
We're proud to promote ALL British produce.
That includes vegetables, fruit, dairy, baked goods, desserts, alcohol, fish and yes - meat.
British farmers/producers do such wonderful work providing us all with such delicious produce.
We're proud to support them!🇬🇧