Howard’s end

EVERYTHING comes to an end, and I have decided to make this my final article. For many, this will be a considerable relief – especially my two long-suffering children, William and Alexandra, whose adventures and misdemeanors have long provided me with a plentiful supply of column inches.

Indeed, my son recently celebrated his 26th birthday at Naworth. He managed to assemble a cast of thousands that outrivalled Bournemouth beach on a hot day. The celebrations lasted for three days and three nights and three mornings. The music was horrendous. Occasionally,