Some Daguerreotypes from Stonebarrow

Stonebarrow Manor looks like this

Our time there involved moments of quiet contemplation

And moments of riotous activity

Moments of pristine of foppishness

And plenty of studied loucheness

Oh yes, and some highly inadvisable moments too

Whole new versions of snooker were invented

And we also managed to get outside now and then. (That’s us at the end of the Cobb, a very old sea-breaky thing in Lyme Regis. It features in The French Lieutenant’s Woman, you know.)

Admittedly, most of our ventures out of the house were to kick the bridge by numbers. (It made sense at the time. You had to be there.)

But mostly we stayed in and played air ukelele

Or, in Lord Rupert’s case, played with fire

But we could be civilised too

Mind you, the empties (about 240 wine, spirit and beer bottles) filled the back of my car