Out here in the Strath Taieri, the nights have started to feel like autumn again — colder, steadier: the sort of air that makes the stars look as though someone has polished them.

Colin Wheeler’s work gave time a permanence, Anna McLean writes.

Simple green salads make the most of summer days, writes Nigel Slater.

Cancer’s great chronicler and adversary, Siddhartha Mukherjee, tells survivor Chris Power why it will always be part of who we are.