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| The groom (deliberately over-exposed) |
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| I'm allergic to Cute Kiddies but come on… |
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| I believe she also dabbled in writing of some sort |
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| So good they named him twice |
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| A particularly gruesome memento mori |
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| The Round Table (well, the one constructed in c. 1275 and decorated by Henry VIII in one of the various attempts to appropriate Arthur to manufacture a heroic English icon). |
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You've revealed some startling details in the past (both the teaching hours you put in and your reading diary strike me as Stakhanovite), but... Winchester's the furthest south you've been in England???
Thinking back, I wouldn't count Devon or the Isle of Wight as unmissable, but Cornwall certainly is (you don't need to go where the surfers go). And I'm struggling even to imagine never having been to Brighton. Deprived, that's what it is, you're deprived. (Then again, I don't own a bike or a pair of boots that don't let in the rain (as I discovered last December), so who is truly wise eh.)
I went to Brighton for an afternoon to help someone move house, and once to collect a bike, but subsequently to this, I think. I'm allergic to English toffs, hooray henries, Brexiters and golf, so that's the home counties and Cornwall out (if Cornwall counts as England). I like my coastline rocky, my weather brutal and landscape mountainous. Anyway, I've seen Brighton Rock and read Sugar Rush, so that's Brighton ticked off.
I like my coastline rocky, my weather brutal and landscape mountainous.
Sounds like you'd like Cornwall, tbh. (And it's barely England anyway - it's Cornwall. It's not just that the placenames are different (although they are), it's something about the scale of the place - once you're there, Plymouth to Penzance feels like Newcastle to... well, Penzance.)
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