In Hindsight

Me with my beloved grandmother in 1952.
She was born in 1899 as was Elizabeth Bowen and turned out in hindsight to very much look like her, too.
I think I was perhaps destined to love Elizabeth Bowen fiction, although my grandma was not at all ‘literary’!



Walton on the Naze

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