Centrepiece of a classic English country garden, or bourgeois construct of the machine age? Our columnist Jason Goodwin takes aim at the lawn.
Years ago we were friends with a family of towering Germans, who had mysteriously chosen exile from their native land to live in a big house under the Downs. Everything about them was a size larger than usual, from their hats to their shoes. They drove a long, seven-seater Mercedes estate, crammed with growing children and Great…
