Polo Madness
Breaking barriers on the polo field: Meet Hannah Henderson, founder of the Ladies Polo Foundation and the trailblazer empowering women and girls in polo
Breaking barriers on the polo field: Meet Hannah Henderson, founder of the Ladies Polo Foundation and the trailblazer empowering women and girls in polo
Wake up at 4am to hang out on the beach? Yes please! We packed our bags and headed to Cornwall to meet three passionate water-women and discuss their profound love of the ocean
Five first dates. Two sweaty, ridiculous, unexpectedly brilliant weeks. I swapped pub chat for river runs and penalty shootouts to see if sport could save my love life.
What if sport wasn’t built around winners and losers? Gabriel Fontana is designing new ways to play that challenge competition, hierarchy, and fixed identity, proving that changing the rules can change the whole game.
Women are smashing it on screen this summer. So why am I cheering from the sofa with sad supermarket snacks?
Time to swap the beige crisps for a bold, women-founded line-up. Here are some of our favourite food and drinks that actually deserve a place at any watch party.
Behind every punch lies a story of resilience, identity and transformation. Andrea Mae’s striking portraits take you beyond the gym to reveal the fragile strength and personal battles of fighters who find home where others see only conflict.
From trading chaos for calm, swapping booze for bait and late nights for brutal races, Bev Clifford is a force of nature who found power and purpose outdoors. Unstoppable and reshaping what strength looks like, she shares how nature became her greatest power move.
Louis Bever collects football shirts, shoots on film, cooks in Le Creuset, and wouldn’t be caught dead in a Spurs kit. His portraits are proof that football and feeling can live in the same frame.
Palomas, pagris and a whole lot of cricket. I'd never been to women’s cricket until I ventured to The Kia Oval in south London to watch England take on India in a summer showdown - what I found was a T20 that felt less like a polite sporting event and more like the summer party you didn’t know you needed.
Wimbledon Tennis, for all its grace & strawberries, is the spiritual home of sleep-deprived optimism, where thousands line up in the night like it’s a Taylor Swift presale, only wetter & with more Tupperware. This is the story of how one writer armed with a sandwich & a Lime bike, joined the most civilised and ridiculous queue in British sport.