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Historic Bed and Breakfast near Tunbridge Wells. Situated near to Tunbridge Wells, Five Star Hononton Cottage is the ideal place to unwind in the Kentish Weald. The building is a Sixteenth Century Grade II Listed farmhouse typical of the Kentish Weald with a cruck frame, local clay peg tiles and a wealth of exposed beams throughout, inglenook fireplaces and some original wattle and daub walls, and mullioned windows. Read our Trip Advisor Reviews. The water held by the man.
Etchingham, East Sussex, TN19 7AZ. Simply put, our aim is your well-being. The natural calm of the location is ideal for peace and reflection, but we are within easy striking distance of London. Shoyswell Cottage, Sheepstreet Lane, Etchingham, East Sussex, TN19 7AZ.
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Based just outside Tunbridge Wells in Kent we are able to cater for all events throughout the South East. Our dishes are traditionally British with a contemporary twist, using local suppliers and seasonal produce where ever possible. We can produce anything from delicate canapés for your corporate events, lavish three course meals for your wedding and barbecues or bowl food and buffets for your garden parties. We work closely with our sister business The Poet at Matfield. Download Menu and Info Pack.
I write poetry and I bake, what else is there? The Wizard of Oz Cast Party.
Herne Hills finest music entertainment and cocktail bar. Our skilled mixologists offer over fifty elite cocktails. Weekend entertainment includes a whole mix of chilled grooves progressing to a night of soulful, sexy, sounds that you can dance to. We advise to get in early to catch promotions and we will be serving till late. 214-216 Railton Road, London SE24 0JT.
Share Your Poetry with the World. Booger McNulty and Me A Poem by Donal Mahoney. Constant gossip among the citizens who lived. In little bungalows on narrow blocks. In my far corner of Chicago. That was more than 60 years ago,. A time when families took Sunday walks. And went back home in time to hear. Jack Benny on the radio. A price my parents could afford. When my parents took a Sunday walk,.
A poem for my Grandma. My plates piled high, food scrapes the sky,. She really spoils me! Then after tea, five-year-old me.
Sunday, September 12, 2010. Your love is blue, like ocean,. Friday, August 20, 2010. Not a very good one. Who is the master of my soul? To whom am I enslaved? Who whips my spirit bloody. Til my morals are decayed? Who is the captain of my mind? Who controls my thoughts? Who chains me as intelligence. Just wears away and rots? Who is the ruler of my body? For whom am I tied down.