I lodged next door for a year in 1976 but I cannot remember if it was there. It was certainly there when I bought this house in 1984, 41 years ago.
Is There Anybody There?
“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and… Continue reading Is There Anybody There?
The Price of Fame
On the House
It has been widely reported that ninety-two hereditary members of the House of Lords will, probably this year, lose their seats because it’s not fair that members of the lucky sperm club get to swank around in ermine and coronets. They are red (blue?) meat thrown to the left wing of the Labour Party.