I don’t think Easter is normally supposed to look like this here (this is our backyard—I mean, garden) . . .
And this is the church we went to on Easter Sunday (it was once pastored by John Newton) . . .
And this is one of the sights we saw in London over the weekend (a pub—still in operation—once frequented by the likes of William Shakespeare and, later, Charles Dickens).
We are a long way from home . . .
The George in Southwark once sat next to the Tabard, the inn from which Chaucer’s Canterbury pilgrims set out. As you say, Charles Dickens was a frequent visitor and mentions it in Little Dorrit. Patrons used the galleried landings to watch plays performed in the yard below and, as the original inn dates from the 1550s, they could well have seen Shakespeare’s plays. It’s been rebuilt a couple of times since then, but in the same style, and is now owned by the National Trust. It was once much bigger but, when the railways came, the Great Northern Railway Company pulled down part of it to build warehousing. The price of progress!
Elaine Saunders
Author: A Book About Pub Names
http://www.completetext.com
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I’m jealous.
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