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What is written on the house are the first verse and last lines of the John Donne poem, 'The Sun Rising'. The house looks out to the east, just up from the tip of Dungeness, so they are fitting. You get the words as if in a whisper: they’re written in black letters against a black weatherboarded… Continue reading Kent – Prospect Cottage, Dungeness
Without primogeniture we would not have had the delightful grounds at Sissinghurst. So that is one tiny plus point to an arcane law that still exists for some English titles. Having spent the last half hour trying to work out if Vita could inherit Knole House if she were alive today, it appears that this… Continue reading Kent – Knole House
It’s a long drive down to Kent, especially when the heavens intermittently dump great vats of rain onto our little Toyota Yaris so that we need to crawl along with the wipers swishing diabolically. It was sometimes so loud that we had to pause the audio book that was playing in the car. It was… Continue reading Kent – Sissinghurst and Biddenden
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