Thomas Mogford

Perhaps it stems from having more time on one’s hands, or from a desire to look back to more certain and carefree days, but lately I’ve found my thoughts drifting back to my years as a Modern Languages undergraduate. More specifically, to my second year – a fabulously easygoing time for any linguist. The dreaded […]

A while back I posted an article from the Bucks Free Press which quoted an account I’d written about going to find my great uncle’s grave in Bangladesh. Here it is (below), but in summary — My great uncle Lewis died in WW2 in the Far East, and my grandfather (his younger brother) had long […]

British Airways flights are rare birds in the Mogford household these days, but an aunt of mine who prefers to stick to traditional carriers spotted this snippet in the summer edition of ‘High Life Magazine’. Good to see Spike nuzzling up next to John Le Carre here (I imagine him with his head on the […]

If ever there was a good location for an old-fashioned, country-house murder-mystery, it was surely this. Will keep it filed away in the mind… In the meantime, here’s an article on cider-making —   When Cider Got Sassy