Rudyard Kipling’s poem about St Wilfrid’s chaplain and an unusual Christmas congregation.

A tribute to the postal workers of British India, and to the kind of empire they helped to build.

A heartfelt plea for humility at the height of Britain’s Empire.

A professional journalist and author recognises that he has met his match

A meditation on our instinctive love for the place in which we live.

Kipling borrowed from the Greek Independence movement to give thanks for the end of the Great War.