Other people’s words
I’ve talked before about the writer Elizabeth Taylor: her pithy, devastating prose.
How’s this?
The town seemed to her to be England at its worst, full of people trying to enjoy themselves and not managing it for various reasons — perhaps chiefly those of the weather and the deeply-rooted dullness it had caused.
from ‘The Soul of Kindness‘
by Elizabeth Taylor
One sentence says so much, doesn’t it?
This resonates with me today, from Kent. Would she recognize England today, though, srangled in in motorways and housing estates and PEOPLE! This country is dying!