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Macbeth
By the pricking of my thumbs
We visited a lovely old fourteenth century manor house in south Somerset, Lytes Carey; the Lyte family lost possession of it centuries ago and after various periods of virtual abandonment and different owners, the Jenners bought the property, restored and renovated it and then gave it into the care of the National Trust. It is […]
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Tomorrow… Orson Welles
What a genius Welles was. She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, […]
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Lois Elsden 