Lara Feigel

Where would any writer be without a room of their own?

But some authors examined in Lives of Houses were not so lucky, including the poet Ivor Gurney, constantly moved from one asylum to the next

Tennyson sets out for a walk from Farringford, his house on the Isle of Wight

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