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South.
'But no name?,
'No, Guido. But I'll keep
Tommy, why did they put Maldon Surrey on the telegram?"
"Because Maldon is in Surrey, idiot.
I came to live in Shepperton in 1960. I thought: the future isn't in the metropolitan areas of London. I want to go out to the new suburbs, near the film studios. This was the England I wanted to write about, because this was the new world that was emerging.
Aberdeen, a city in the northern reaches of HSBC-London. Their
I grew up Windlesham in Surrey, which is a beautiful and quaint village.
At age 10 or 12 he's going to boarding school in the Isle of Wight. The Isle of Wight is, of course, down at the bottom of England just off South Hampton.
Angleterre Hotel,
Up the well known creek
NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout
James Bradshaw
1313 Lemon Drive
(Yes, the 'haunted' house)
1:00 a.m.
Oakmont, you've got to be playing slope.
on the outskirts of Johnson
What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!
I love Shillington not as one loves Capri or New York, because they are special, but as one loves one's own body and consciousness, because they are synonymous with being.
the landlord, Mr. El Cheap-o Thompkins,
Billy's at 44 north, 56 west and heading straight into meteorological hell.
Rockaway? That's my special place with Gage - was anyway. Now it'll 'forever' be marked with gluttony and vomit - sounds about right.
Hapmshire" typo,
King Offa's dyke,
I live in Tuxedo Park, N.Y. and spend time in the West Village, where my wife Elizabeth Cotnoir, a writer-producer and documentary filmmaker, has an office.
Hello - what hotel is this - ?
PS: Allston rules!
I've just purchased a property, Edward, close to yours in
hill. We took the trucks there, pulled out the
I come from the bottom of the ladder. I'm from Norwich. Not many people seem to know about it.
Grew up in Stapleton House village, where blood flood the waters in the streets like oil spillage
Yorkshire is so much part of me.
My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?" Mr. Bennet
Tritons Trident!
to live on Pierson Street, just two blocks north of
Brighton Fishing Museum: Admission Free'.
I grew up in Ditchling. It was an idyllic village at the foot of the South Downs. In those days, the village was full of artists and sculptors.
A cold, miserable little hamlet on the eastern coast of America called Piper's Grave.
I am Brister Fendlestick. Velcome to my hoomble home!
Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home - my only home.
I grew up in North Yorkshire, but now London is home.
I couldn't have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham.
Old Filey lies around the Ravine, a glacial gash running down to Coble Landing. This is the fishing Filey of centuries past, with neat little terraced cottages and a cluster of attractive 18th century houses.
RICH BOYS Heather L. Benton
Well, I'm a standing on a cornerIn Winslow, ArizonaAnd such a fine sight to see,It's a girl, my lord, in a flatbed FordSlowin' down to have a look at me.
Newport, Rhode Island, that breeding place-that stud farm, so to speak-of aristocracy; aristocracy of the American type.
Templeton is as hot as you can be and still walk!
James Jesus Angleton, the legendary "Gray Ghost.
Cresington Lane, There's an old public toilet with an old broken
Bergen, and Oldfield. The
New Brunswick. Shediac. Lobster Capital of the World.
East Harlem accent:
Oh, to be in England, now that England's gone. This World Service, this little bakelite gateway into the world of Sidney Box, Charters and Caldecott, Mazawattee tea, Kennedy's Latin Primer and dark, glistening streets. An
He'd bivouacked on the north side of the town
Marshington is here.
I'm a Bristol person too, I lived in Bristol during the war.
I am James Burlough, the Earl of Deerhurst.' The earl's pleasant smile capsized into not-quite-polite puzzlement. 'And who might you be, sir?
A flat black bug, that is London.
Really? Brixton? Where nobody speaks fucking English?" Okay, that wasn't quite fair, and supposedly Brixton was getting "gentrified." "Remember Guns of Brixton, the Clash?
house at Otowi Bridge.
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
town. In the back of his
I'm from Southampton.
I was born in Evanston,
is where I am destined to live.
Youngstown - the place where, you know, we were told, people got killed.
the Dew-Drop Inn & Fishing Camp;
The Dew-Drop Inn & Fishing Camp;
Where was this taken?" Jardin recovered enough to speak. "Near Lawrenceville.
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellows call me Bill!.
I love my little flat in Spitalfields. Lots of actors live out of a suitcase, so it's nice to have a base to come back to.
I am, and always will be, proud to be a Hackney girl.
Fluke me, Murdstone.
London, ... like a bowl of viscid human fluid, boils sullenly over the rim of its encircling hills and slops messily into the home counties.
William, my sweet William! I want him.
10 East 53rd Street
Hi, Billy Mays here for ...Billy-- Billy Mays
Me, sir! What has it to do with me? You can hardly imagine that I and Lord Bracknell would dream of allowing our only daughter - a girl brought up with the utmost care - to marry into a cloak-room, and form an alliance with a parcel? Good morning, Mr. Worthing!
Introduced to this world in Llandyssul, Cardiganshire, Wales, November 14, 1843, I celebrated my first anniversary by landing at Castle Garden, in New York City.
821 Cornelia Avenue
The Gullikson twins here. An interesting pair, both from Wisconsin.
I was thinking of Cambridge, and then I got a bit homesick for a minute, 'cause I never been this far away from home before. But the I remember you're here, and now I'm not homesick no more.
Hung Island, Georgia,
I punched to line. "Yes? What?"
"Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you.
A stellar, fully-realized collection of stories ... grounded, wonderfully, in the river valleys of western Maine. You come away not only understanding a place but the soul of its people.
The first thing to do,' said Psmith, 'is to ascertain that such a place as Clapham Common really exists. One has heard of it, of course, but has its existence ever been proved? I think not.
Casey Lomonaco, KPA CTP, May/June 2010
I live in east London, but I'm not cool.
A residence of many years in Yorkshire, and an inveterate habit of collecting all kinds of odd and out-of-the-way information concerning men and matters, furnished me, when I left Yorkshire in 1872, with a large amount of material, collected in that county, relating to its eccentric children.
Where the frick are you?! I've been frickin' driving all frickin' around this stupid frickin' city all frickin' day trying to find the frickin' hotel because apparently frickin' Emily doesn't know where the frick it is either.
158 Lewis Avenue between Lafayette and Van Buren, that was back durin days of hangin' on my bed-stuy block
the basement. Katz
Wittles is up' said Killick
Briar Greyson, in the bedroom, with the letter opener.
Paddles and floggers and whips, oh my! - Location 3816
in Staten Island. It
Triton has lost the use of the money while BankTrust sorts things out and
I love when people become obsessed with 'Downton.'
neighborhood - his name's pronounced 'Kirry,' but it's spelt 'C-i-r-e.'
The Diogenes Club is the queerest club in London, and Mycroft one of the queerest men. He's always there from quarter to five to twenty to eight. It's six now, so if you care for a stroll this beautiful evening I shall be very happy to introduce you to two curiosities.
Florence Nightendick
the Isle of Wight, with occasional visits to
Originally I wanted somewhere to set my short stories about the sort of people I recognise having grown up with. Carnbeg was staring me in the face all the time, only I had somehow failed to see that. Not seeing the wood for the trees, I suppose.
Um, hi, I'm Carswell Thorne, a convicted criminal in your country. Have we met?
If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill.