Come into the Garden

“Come into the garden, Maud,       For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud,       I am here at the gate alone; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,       And the musk of the rose is blown.” (From Maud, Part I, Alfred Lord Tennyson)

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Dirty Words

In the last decade many investors gambled on tech stocks and private equity, myself included.

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The Romantic

This is William Boyd’s latest, published last year so not yet in paperback.

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Left Hand, Right Hand

Henry, 1st Earl of Londesborough (1834-1900) was one of Osbert Sitwell’s (1892-1969) grandfathers so unsurprisingly he features in Osbert’s memoir Left Hand, Right Hand.

War and War

My brother creates his own headed writing paper using an embossing machine.

Hugh the Drover

I have often walked past this church just along the road, walking in a westerly direction, from the Royal College of Music.

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Page Three

Ruth Savery is a founder member and trustee of The Friends of Margravine Cemetery.

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