Dearest Readers, when it comes to Cotswolds chic, no one has more authority, style or taste than Lady Bamford. This week Carole Bamford (as she prefers to be known) sat me down in her dream of an office (the boardroom table is an antique oak refectory number strewn with snowdrops, obvs) and told me how throw a brilliant party, pick The Right Marmalade and why no one ever needs to pile seventeen thousand napkins on their tablescape. Timothée Chalamet, you read it here first.