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Tell me of your Willoughbys, Heathcliffs and Wickhams in literature and I will tell you I met them all.
Nowhere beats the heart so kindly as beneath the tartan plaid!
I'm down for something I haven't done before, but that doesn't include visiting the inside of a jail cell, Fenn Aiden - Aurora
SANE ASYLUM Ed Shank
Gilly Gilleshpee
I am Brister Fendlestick. Velcome to my hoomble home!
Fenway is the essence of baseball
Cresington Lane, There's an old public toilet with an old broken
Home I would go But that my doors are hateful to my eyes, Fill'd and damm'd up with gaping creditors, Watchful as fowlers when their game will spring.
Like Thomas Hardy with his Casterbridge, my own fictional Pennington is based on a well-known English county town, which I embellish with buildings, parks, and houses from my imagination.
Fenworth!'
Yes?'
You bore me with your prattle.'
Oh, regrettable that. Why don't you seek the company of someone who doesn't prattle? Seems like a good solution to your problem.
Hayes. Peter Hayes.
Gilderoy Lockhart
My father, Tommy, who was a trained draughtsman, played for Preston North End in the Finney era. He liked football but did not love it as I do.
against Cameron's
Years ago I had a house in Sussex, it was like Arcadia, with an old Victorian bridge, a pond and the Downs.
Jesper Llewellyn Fahey, that is enough!" Colm roared. (...)
Inej cocked her head to one side. "Jesper Llewellyn Fahey?"
"Shut up," said Jesper. "It's a family name."
Inej made a solemn bow. "Whatever you say, Llewellyn.
Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing.
Suffolk has something more than the coziness of Kent and Surrey. There is a hint of wildness in its tamed beauty, and the tang of the North Sea is never far away.
Kingsport or feel at home there. Before
Huntleigh's (Yes, I gave them a cheesy couple name in my mind)
I am a Norfolk man and Glory in being so.
PS: Allston rules!
See anything interesting out there in the woods of King Hall?
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.
Aberystwyth (n.)
A nostalgic yearning which is in itself more pleasant than the thing being yearned for.
our cabin in the woods in Clare.
Wherever wood can swim, there I am sure to find this flag of England.
I come from south Wales. A place called Aberbargoed.
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
Into the center - Queen's Square. This is the heart of Wolverhampton's youth scene - our Left Bank, our Haight-Ashbury, our Soho. To the right, five skaters. To the left, three goths, sitting around the Man On 'Is 'Oss - a statue of a man, on his horse.
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!
Liverpool Football Club is the heartland of football folklore
Emblazoned across the back was THE AMAZING STRONG-GIRL OF SWANSEA!
Ulick Norman Owen.
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.
When you have lost your inns, you may drown your empty selves. For you have lost the heart of England.
I am the Earl of Ravensmoor. And you are? (Sparhawk) Totally freaking out. (Taryn) Tis a most peculiar name, milady. Are you by chance Welsh? (Sparhawk)
Solution: Winchester.
We grew up in Woolton, Liverpool. We didn't have much, but it was irrelevant. We played out a lot with all the kids on the street.
Few areas which are not publicly owned can boast as many footpaths as the Cuckmere Valley. For a short walk, a footbridge across the river leads back to the little hamlet of Milton Street, where another classic local pub, the Sussex Ox, provides an admirable lunch.
I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.
London's like a forest ... we shall be lost in it.
The white Aylesbury duck is, and deservedly, a universal favourite. Its snowy plumage and comfortable comportment make it a credit to the poultry-yard, while its broad and deep breast, and its ample back, convey the assurance that your satisfaction will not cease at its death.
He is as much a part of the Derby tradition as the Twin Spires themselves
Well the seaport, all seaports in Britain whether it's Glasgow or Newcastle or ... or Liverpool, any of the seaports, I've got this kind of knock about, beggar and the Lord will provide feeling about it.
I should tell you that honestly, on my honour of a Nearwicked, I always think in a wordworth's of that primed favourite continental poet, Daunty, Gouty and Shopkeeper, A.G., whom the generality admoyers in this that is and that this is to come.
I am, and always will be, proud to be a Hackney girl.
house at Otowi Bridge.
It's Fendi. French, Fendi, both start with an F ... I fell in love with it. Smells like grown-man cologne.
THE ADVENTURE OF THE ABBEY GRANGE
The men of England,- the men, I mean, of light and leading in England.
Mint-street and Kent-street--those old plague-spots that disgrace and disfigure the fair face of the Borough of Southwark--teem with blackguardism and vice; but here, too, you find that the birds who here flock are strictly of a feather. Cow-cross,
Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.
It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
Very nice sort of place, Oxford, I should think, for people that like that sort of place.
Fluke me, Murdstone.
It would be wrong to describe Fennel as courageous as it would be wrong to describe a leopard as courageous.It runs when it can but when cornered turns to be one of the dangerous and vicious of all jungle beasts.
The vulture is a patient bird.
James hadley chase.
here in Haven Point.
been used to look in Hertfordshire - paid his
The Englishman foxtrots as he fox-hunts, with all his being, through thickets, through ditches, over hedges, through chiffons, through waiters, over saxophones, to the victorious finish; and who goes home depends on how many the ambulance will accommodate.
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.
My family and I live in a wing of a Georgian mansion in East Sussex, which was built in the 1780s and fell into disrepair. It was rescued in the Seventies and carved into six terrace houses.
CASTLES IN THE AIR Laurie
Well, I'm not quite certain yet, young Mr. Fitzpatrick. I am considering the name Willow Hills. Or perhaps Maple Falls. What would you suggest?
London, dirty little pool of life
Whatever your tastes, Magrathea can cater for you. We are not proud.
Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Palace of Crystal
England? England is in London right?
Upon moving to Cornwall in 1991, I became bewitched by its enchanting timeless beauty, which captured my heart and holds me still. Brooding and mysterious, the south-eastern edge of Bodmin Moor provided the wild backdrop against which the introduction to my magical training and love of nature began.
Hymies." And "Hymietown.
That monstrous tuberosity of civilised life, the capital of England.
As a Midlander and a big walker, I'd always loved ridge and furrow fields, the plough-marked land as it was when it was enclosed. It is the landscape giving you a story of lives that ended with the arrival of sheep.
away from Clive.
Smile for the camera, pretty little Sydney Tar Ponds.
TORCHES NEW ENGLAND
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
Goodbye Darcy, goodbye Jean, goodbye stone cottage, scratchy towels, fields of wildflowers; good bye gorgeous Peak District ... OK English People, for your own good, get off the roads, here we come!
I come from the bottom of the ladder. I'm from Norwich. Not many people seem to know about it.
We're gonna do like Posh and Becks and call it after the place it was conceived."
"Where's that?" I asked.
"King of Prussia.
There's a death sentence for your Robin of Locksley.
London, ... like a bowl of viscid human fluid, boils sullenly over the rim of its encircling hills and slops messily into the home counties.
This city has two great teams - Liverpool and Liverpool reserves.
For a fair maid of England hath told me
That the crows are departed the Tower.
So I'll seek for my bailiwick elsewhere,
Sniffing out some new dungheap of power.
amassed at Wenden and, unless they
Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?
Here! Turn left, I know a short cut through Barons Court.
We spend the next twenty minutes mired in roadworks in Barons Court with a bunch of other people who know Edie's short cut.
Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.
A squat grey building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY.
Glaswegian ebola patient moved to London's Royal Free Hospital. Not so independent when it matters most are we jocksville?
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
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For the dreadful scourge has returned, and once more warriors must walk the green fields of England!
Southly thru shrubby heath we tromped now till we got to wideway. Wideway I'd heard o' from storymen an' here it was, an open, long, flat o' roadstone. SAplin's'n'bush was musclin' up but wondersome'n'wild was that windy space.
The Hemlock Tearoom and Stationery
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
Let any stranger find mee so pleasant a county, such good way, large heath, three such places as Norwich, Yar. and Lin. in any county of England, and I'll bee once again a vagabond to visit them.
WindClan territory