Cheers! I Could Murder a Drink!
By autumn 1815 and as the bailiff beckoned along with the sale of his precious library – he got drunk AND frequently!
By autumn 1815 and as the bailiff beckoned along with the sale of his precious library – he got drunk AND frequently!
One cold weekend in February and with the clearest skies imaginable, I returned to the place that Byron had confessed to taking a liking to ‘vastly’…
On this day in 1812 – our poet spoke out in ‘A Rage Against the Machine’ in support of the Luddite cause and claiming to be as penniless as those he supported, he voiced his opposition to the introduction of the death penalty.
The poet’s estranged spouse would spend the following years ensuring that the story of her marriage was shared by friend and foe alike.
Black treacle and Lord Byron?
Yes, February is the month for a profusion of chocolates, expensive red roses and some very dubious Valentine’s cards but oh, what a month of anticipation!
Having ‘metropolized’ to London for the day – one quiet and chilly afternoon I went for a stroll along Piccadilly to take a lingering look at the abode which was the scene of his short and difficult union with the unfortunate, former Annabella Milbanke…
Despite Byron’s enduring fame, the circumstances of his birth were far from auspicious for he was born on in a rented apartment on the first floor above a shop in Holles Street in Cavendish Square London to a lone young mother…
Despite the enduring fame of Lord Byron – the circumstances of his birth were far from auspicious for he was born in a rented apartment on the first floor above a shop in Holles Street in Cavendish Square London…
Obedience? You wish! I care little…
Do NOT deceive me! Can YOU promise ME a happy marriage?
STOP being difficult for surely YOU can come NOW?
YOUR sense of duty or inclination is NO longer welcome!
Wife or NOT? Is the ring MINE or NOT?