Xenophobe's Guide to the English provides a romp through English behaviour, character, customs, manners and etiquette and much more. A good, hilarious short read.

A lot of vegetables are in season in England in winter. They are ideal for making creatvie and colourful salads, for use either as accompaniments to hot dishes or as meals in themselves.

Wimbledon – an English tradition, a Grand Slam tournament, a showcase for the best tennis players in the world. Andy Murray has given British tennis a fresh wave of hope, achieving a Wimbledon final in Britain’s Olympic year.

William Tyndale, born in 1494 in Gloucestershire, could see the potential of printing in bringing accessible translations of the Bible to the common man. He was born 18 years after William Caxton revolutionised the availability of books by bringing the first printing press to England.

William Blake – poet and artist, political and visionary – was born in London in 1757. Some would call Blake's Jerusalem - sung at the start of the opening ceremony for the London 2012 Olympic Games - England’s alternate national anthem.

Find out where past kings and queens of England are buried. Discover the last resting places of artists, poets and writers. Learn how past prime ministers have been commemorated. Who’s Buried Where? provides a wealth of information about where you can find memorials to the great and the good.

When We Were Very Young is a poetry book by A A Milne, author of the Winnie the Pooh stories. The book was first published in 1924, yet many of the poems are simple enough to delight children (and adults!) of today.

This article briefly explores the reigns of the Tudor queens Mary and Elizabeth. Who were these rare women who held the power of a nation, of a kingdom, of an empire in their hands for half a century between them?

One of our oldest stories, featuring a traingle of love similar to that of Arthur, Guinevere and Lancelot, Tristan and Iseult is a simple and stirring story of power, love and magic.

Thomas Hardy’s poetry was first published when he was in his fifties. The deluge of poetry that came to print in Hardy’s later years is a delight – not perfect, not pure, but holding moments of genius and memories of a life well lived.