Monthly Archive: November 2014

Nov 28

“There was only us…”

On the Fairey front little to report as I sit writing in the studio at the end of the garden (I’m sure we have had the predictable gag in an earlier blog).  I’m almost out of the First World War, although the relevant chapter still requires my writing about CRF’s private life – getting married is …

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Nov 03

Despatch from the West Midlands: the centre can not hold?

As so often over the past year I see the project slowed down as a consequence of finding myself stuck in Coventry fulfilling filial duties as my nonagenarian mother recovers from yet another avoidable stay in hospital.  Thus my intention to commence writing last week was thwarted by an urgent summons to Coventry, although at least …

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