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the road to hell is paved with good intentions as my mum used to say. the intention here was to upload a selection of pictures from
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees And I found her bitter And I reviled her. arthur rimbaud
decided to escape london for a few days at the end of august. rain in the lake district? who’d’ve thought it? the most rain sodden weekend
commisioned by j.m. barrie, the author of peter pan — the little boy who wouldn’t grow up, from sculptor george frampton in 1902, installed in kensington