“The brief panorama across the Marches of Wales with all its fairytale promise was soon lost to them as they plunged into a landscape of modest hills and rounded valleys delineated by ancient hedgerows, coppiced stands of hazel, woods of alder, beech and ash. The mild beauty gave no hint that the land was dotted with sites of unspeakable violence and treachery, pointed out by Hugh Russell, who turned out to be an expert on the Wars of the Roses and went into the bloody detail of a skirmish at a ...bridge they crossed. He drove sporting a small bandage at the back of his head and a bruise on his cheekbone and once or twice assured her that despite the advice of the hospital he was quite well enough to show off his new silver Audi estate. She kept an eye on the road behind them but nothing showed in the mirror as they approached Watling Street, the old road that once served the western border posts of the Roman Empire, and took a turning north. This led them to a narrow lane, which was cut through steep wooded banks and rose to a summit where there was a gate that announced Dove Cottage.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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