#lethaby

        ‘ how do you like your  STAKE,  dear ?     ––––   rare, well-done or straight through the heart ? ‘ 

            ❝  we’re here about the ROOMS you have available .   ❞   stood at the step of honey hill farm is louisa durrell and her four children, all of which whom look thoroughly done with the day already.   there’s an array of cases around their feet, their worldly possessions inside - though they don’t have very much.  ❝ might we come in, dear? ❞   hopeful hues look up at the blonde, a smile pressed against her lips.    ❝  i’m louisa durrell, by the way. and this is my son lawrence.  ❞  to which the tall, lanky male utters a ‘ your very talented son, lawrence. ‘  under his breath.  ❝ leslie, margot and gerald. we’re very grateful, miss -  ❞

         ‘ look here, detective inspector denton  —- ‘ gene’s expression is as grumpy as ever and his finger, oh ! that stubby man-finger of his is pointed in lindsay’s general direction, as if he thinks he can intimidate her.  ‘ i don’t know who shoved that pole up your arse . . . ‘  brows are furrowed,mouth looking as though he’s chewing on a wasp.  ‘ but if you’d kindly remove it, that would be fan-dabby-dozy. i don’t work with stuck up battleaxes. ‘ 

     ‘ I know this is gonna sound, uh, weird but -- I really need to borrow your jacket. Please? I’ll bring it back. ’ He may have ripped his trousers and this may be the only option that affords him any dignity while he gets a new pair.

   “ WELCOME LADIES. ”    EILEEN SAID WITH a welcoming smile on her face. She was glad they had decided to come back to her establishment and had actually hired off one of the rooms meant for groups to come and enjoy themselves. It looked quite cozy, with the finest couches, a few beds around the room and an occupied bar near . She leads them towards the room, as everyone was in the room she focused on the woman she had seen before,    “ I’m personally going to make sure everything is to your liking, please let me know if you need anything, girls, drinks, anything. ”

The Boy Christopher Brown From his Archive show at The Artworkers Guild for which Chris has revisited a selection of his work and re-editioned pieces for a new audience. If you ever get the chance to visit the artworkers Guild it's the most astonishing building, steeped in the legacy of Morris, Lethaby and their disciples. #artworkersguild #christopherbrown #linoprint #linocut #williammorris #lethaby #artsandcraftsmovement

         ‘ i don’t expect you to vote for me,  miss niles.  i’m not here for politics, i’m not here to discuss my party. ‘  and what an unpopular party that is.  ‘ i was quite hoping we could grab a drink. ‘ 

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