Best selling and most highly paid author of her time…..her books were read by royalty to the poorest of shop girls.She took up the cause for protecting Shakespeare’s legacy in Stratford Upon Avon becoming one of the first true conservationists. She apparently did not mince her words either, much to the annoyance of the male hierachy in the town.Marie was often seen in a gondola on the River Avon having brought a gondolier over from Venice….what a sight that must have been to behold! The beautiful angel that has stood over her grave was vandalised and toppled to the ground causing much damage,but thankfully now it has been mended having been sent to The City & Guild School of Art in London for restoration and is now back in place.
I listen to music which makes me cry,
Begging it to let me down one more time
Sun-soaked, riding down from an adrenaline high
Laughing, tossing, thrown around the carnival
Fried, sugary kisses into the sunset
Cheap polyester prizes and
Knowing we ain’t made of time,
But spontaneous dreams and childlike wonder
We won’t run out this time,
I’d bet one more ride, and always
One more song
Poetry ~ Fairground Blues by Alexandria Hope
Photograph ~ Treasure Island Funfair …..Stourport on Severn
A woman sits reading on a lovely Spring day…..I loved her choice of book, John Wyndham’s Consider Her Ways.It reminded me of how I enjoyed reading his books many years ago…..I must seek them out again.