For almost a year I have so enjoyed the bare walls of our new house. We chose paint colours carefully and I am well satisfied with the results. Now Cathy has asked me to buy the dreaded picture hooks. There is not a picture we own that does not bore me to tears even if I spent much money on them in the past when I had fallen in love with them. Now I feel that they are mere emblems of our supposed good taste, to be flaunted before our visitors. "And see what we have over here and here and here". Much better we should suspend ten mirrors, but we won't hang one, I suspect. This is what our walls will look like next.
RIP The Duke of Beaufort - The 11th Duke of Beaufort died the other day. This is the tomb of the 10th and the (25 year-old) photo was sent to me by the sculptor yesterday. You will...
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