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What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!
happy hunting-grounds
When they can hear each other over the wind and the music, they speak Connecticut: I will not Stamford this type of behavior. What's Groton into you? What did Danbury his Hartford? New Haven can wait. Darien't no place I'd rather I'd rather be.
I enjoy travelling the world, but nowhere beats Walsall.
St Michael's RC secondary sat on a promontory overlooking the town of Auchenlea. The choice of site was an indirect consequence of a past mistake in vocational guidance, leading someone who had a pathological hatred of children into town planning, rather than the more traditional field of teaching.
shopping trolleys
Moorcroft with a small pasture
Clay Blaisdell Western
Bolton School has a great tradition in the liberal arts.
town. In the back of his
In what vile part of this anatomy
Doth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack
The hateful mansion.
I'm a Bristol person too, I lived in Bristol during the war.
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.
You see the names of places roundabout? They're mine now, and I've turned them inside out.
Derby born and bred, mate.
I lived in Camden, Primrose Hill and Kentish Town for 10 years.
London, ... like a bowl of viscid human fluid, boils sullenly over the rim of its encircling hills and slops messily into the home counties.
My husband hailed from Dagenham; he's an Essex boy. Me myself, I come from Derry City in the northwest of Ireland, so we love to get back.
I love Blackpool. We're very similar. We both look better in the dark.
Where did you learn to ride anyway? Disasters-R-Us? (Tory)
Paddles and floggers and whips, oh my! - Location 3816
The sign at the door was written with a backward R, to make it look Russian, which caused a minor echo of panic. Was it a reference to Merchenko? No, surely Westwood knew the difference between Russia and Ukraine. But were there Ukrainian-themed bars, for a pedantic tormentor?
Street towards Covent Garden. There was
You also live in Holmenkollen?' 'Close by. Or quite close by. Bislett.
Can it be the old devil's house? I've heard he has a house in North London.
we'll be going up to London
I was a mod when I was a kid. I'd be in Italian pencil-leg trousers with those bowling shoes you wear outside and a Fred Perry polo shirt with a V-neck sweater. It was like an Essex uniform - a very specific look.
Angleterre Hotel,
Park hill staten island seal, rock the reel to reel we high hills deep
Oh yeah, I'm an Essex boy and proud of it.
Underneath this little stone
Lies Robert Earl of Huntington;
No other archer was so good -
And people called him Robin Hood.
Such outlaws as he and his men
Will England never see again.
There's only one head bigger than Tony Greig's - and that's Birkenhead
I'm French. I have not become an Englishman. I have the impression of living on an island called Arsenal. If you fancy a sightseeing tour of London, don't ask me. You would get lost.
Cresington Lane, There's an old public toilet with an old broken
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Ron pointed Helen's gun at me. What kind of name is Ron for such a menacing figure?
For everyday clothes, I love North Face and Rohan, and for smarter options, I like Whistles and Agnes b on Marylebone High Street.
The most I have to fear while hiking in Warwickshire and Worcestershire, the two historic British counties closest to my city home in Birmingham, is whether or not the mud awaiting me in the narrow lanes ahead is deep enough to foul my socks.
Where does a young lady in Wakefield, Connecticut, purchase combat boots?" "Goodwill," she said. "You're wearing Goodwill combat boots?" "Yes." "Congratulations, Eleanor. Your footwear has achieved irony." Before
Remember the people in the back streets of Derby.
Tottenham Court Road, and he left a tidy business
Buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. An olla
THE ADVENTURE OF THE NORWOOD BUILDER
Mr. Herbert Demarest
Alexander Hamilton Jr. High
2236 Bedford Avenue
Brooklyn NY
Dear Mr Demarest,
Then why don't you give him 'Withering Heights'? At least Heathcoat knew how to kick some ass.
Chas. Banks
3d Base
Before London swallowed it whole, Camden Town was the fork in the road best known for a coaching inn called the Mother Red Cap. It served as a last-chance stop for beer, highway robbery and gonorrhoea before heading north into the wilds of Middlesex.
your uncle Geoffrey.
Having travelled and lived and worked in many different places, I was keen to come back and settle in Nottingham, partly because my family are here, but also because Nottingham is such a vibrant city.
Highland Regiment in favour of Government,
exhibition. Lake Eden.
A letter today from a Mrs Gladys Freeman, 45 Sebastopol Terrace, Blackpool. 'Sir, reference the room you had here during the party conference season. Well, we know what it is. We know who done it. But for heaven's sake tell us where it is!
Fenwick, sitting down to
Point north and vok voort.
The air smelled of gunpowder when Daniel emerged from the Angel tube stop and headed for Islington Police Station. It was midsummer and airless, the moon slipping unseen into a bright, troubled sky. The day was gravid, ready to burst. As
I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
NO TRESPASSING and SOLICITORS WARMLY GREETED WITH GUNFIRE signs,
the basement. Katz
Barbara rearranged herself on the blanket, and the crowd howled a mass downward arpeggio when Enfield took the ball back. It's all right, it's okay, you're gonna work for us someday, rose the cheer from the Sheffield side.
Newrose, Oldrose, Quean Anne's lace.
Water, river, stone and sun
Wind over hill, under tree.
Past the border none can see.
Climbing into dark for you,
Will you climb in stars for me?
P.124
Edinburgh House. He had heard that in its industrial heyday, Corby had had
toward the Mount.4
Maidstone," he says, "in Kent. But I moved
Have you ever seen An American Werewolf in London? Well, I'm not American. I'm not a werewolf, and this isn't London.
been used to look in Hertfordshire - paid his
CLEARVIEW, QUEENS
Shropshire, the fatlands of Gloucestershire,
I come from south Wales. A place called Aberbargoed.
Dresden, which I am told presents no military or industrial targets whatsoever for the RAF.
The Classic Notting Hill junkie, i.e; Armani underwear, Pink's shirt and Burberry belt tourniquets
Let everyone leave all the guns - British guns and Irish guns - outside the door.
This place is so Cambridge," Susan said, "it gives me goose bumps." "Cambridge give you goose bumps?" I said to Hawk. "Hives," Hawk said.
turnpike itself. Garraty
Julian of Norwich,
Where'd you get that pistol?
At the gettin place
What's feeding in Derry? What's feeding on Derry?
Along this particular stretch of line no express had ever passed. All the trains
the few that there were
stopped at all the stations. Denis knew the names of those stations by heart. Bole, Tritton, Spavin Delawarr, Knipswich for Timpany, West Bowlby, and, finally, Camlet-on-the-Water.
It's Helena Handbasket.
Boston Latin School.
Narrow lanes climb both slopes and come together in a great ring of elm trees which encircles the flat summit. Any wind
even the slightest
draws from the height of the elms a rushing sound, multifoliate and powerful.
Grew up in Stapleton House village, where blood flood the waters in the streets like oil spillage
As I came down the Highgate Hill, The Highgate Hill, the Highgate Hill, As I came down the Highgate Hill I met the sun's bravado, And saw below me, fold on fold, Grey to pearl and pearl to gold, This London like a land of old, The land of Eldorado.
Whoever designed this frigging map was having a laugh. Just around the corner, my arse.
The town of GUILDFORD, which (taken with its environs) I, who have seen so many, many towns, think the prettiest, and, taken all together, the most agreeable and most happy-looking, that I ever saw in my life.
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.
be raised only by the Royal Navy and replenishment, for Lowe's guns had
hey gallagher girl
In 1982, fellow film student Amanda Richardson and I went to Greenham Common for the day - to see what was going on and to shoot some video. The day turned into a weekend, the weekend into seven months, and the dozens of hours of footage turned into a film - 'Carry Greenham Home.'
What in the bloody hell are you?"
"Andrea Nash," I said. "This is my associate, Robin of Loxley.
in Atherton. If he had, she
I would love this place to be my garden.
(on Arsenal's old stadium)
That monstrous tuberosity of civilised life, the capital of England.
I grew up in North Yorkshire, but now London is home.
My London constituency in Hackney has one of the highest levels of gun crime in the country. But the problem is no longer confined to inner city areas. Gun crime has spread to communities all over Britain.
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.
It was joy, joy, happy joy.
Happy, happy joy.
A big fat smiley sun rose above the rooftops and beamed down its blessings onto the borough known as Brentford.
You ask what I have found and far and wide I go,
Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's murderous crew,
The lovers and the dancers are beaten into the clay,
And the tall men and the swordsmen and the horsemen where are they?
That shot moved like ... I was going to say a shop, but the shop's shut
Yesterday, some hooligans knocked over a dustbin in Shaftesbury.
London November 1912 Heather Farm Grasmere Westmorland Dear Tilly, I hope you and your sister
The very end of me mom's road is the back entrance to Bray Head. Usually climb it when I get home.
Kingsport or feel at home there. Before