"I found my mind wandering at games; loved boxing and was good at it; and in summer, having chosen rowing instead of cricket, lay peacefully by the Stour, well upstream of the rhythmic creaking and the exhortation, reading Lily Christine and Gibbon and gossiping with kindred lotus-eaters under the willow-branches."
you should read the letter between himself and Debo.
ReplyDeleteJust finished reading between the woods and water. Truly a wonderful book. Nice to see someone else mention the man.
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