
On one hot August day W. H. Hudson stood here on the top of Kingston Hill in a special moment of elation feeling the peace of these timeless South Down hills.
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On one hot August day W. H. Hudson stood here on the top of Kingston Hill in a special moment of elation feeling the peace of these timeless South Down hills.
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Out to wander we linger in this place to absorb the atmosphere of these lonely downs, beautiful in their open spaces in the evening light. Grand views open up across the wooded Weald towards the distant North Downs, while the sea to the South sparkles silver in the sunlight.
Continue reading “Wandering in Hilaire Belloc’s Sussex”Who could resist writing a children’s story in a Lakeland scene like this? Beatrix Potter couldn’t. As she said:
“There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they’ll take you.”
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Ronald Blythe was a creative writer with a simple life-style, born and bred in Suffolk, the voice of a vanishing past in these shires of old England. I pay my own tribute to this chronicler of a slower, more gentle way of life who died this year aged 100.
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