corsham steeple

to my eye, the weathercock has a chinese dragon sort of style about it

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the folly next to corsham court

this was the backdrop for scene one in a short play called "hamlet, an every-day story of countryfolk", wot i wrote

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a sign board in the athelstan museum ... i remember mister saunders

as a boy he'd served in the army in india before the first world war

after the first world war he sold tea from a van in the cotswolds and the severn valley and was frost-bitten

he knew how to break horses

in the nineteen fifties and early sixties, his little grocery shop in saint john's street was still without electricity and lit by tilley lamps

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