Keith captured my heart at the procession of elephants, and never let go. I love his snark.
I went past the Well of the Seven Heads a few years ago. It's now on a busy 'A' road, and there's a pub (or tea room?) close by. Keith's whole route is full of traffic. :(
Quite by chance, I discovered last week that in the 1740s the head gardener of Stowe in Buckinghamshire was a certain Lancelot Brown. I used the Stowe on the Welsh Borders for the Earl's seat, but the idea of Keith interacting with Capability Brown, no less, is an intriguing one - and might explain his dissatisfaction with the Highland landscape! "Gently swelling hills one could admire..."
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I went past the Well of the Seven Heads a few years ago. It's now on a busy 'A' road, and there's a pub (or tea room?) close by. Keith's whole route is full of traffic. :(
Quite by chance, I discovered last week that in the 1740s the head gardener of Stowe in Buckinghamshire was a certain Lancelot Brown. I used the Stowe on the Welsh Borders for the Earl's seat, but the idea of Keith interacting with Capability Brown, no less, is an intriguing one - and might explain his dissatisfaction with the Highland landscape! "Gently swelling hills one could admire..."