Series 01: Anne Donnell circular letters, 25 May 1915 - 8 July 1918 - Page 266
Here again everything spells of rest and peace, except of course for the ever rolling waves of the restless sea. I sat down to rest awhile and this is what I looked at. Those refreshing trees ferny hollows and soft green rolling downs. As far as the eye can see, with deer and cattle quietly grazing in the near fields.
On coming back the old Gatekeeper was ready for another chat. I called him the oldest inhabitant . He was fond of a bit of gossip – told me about the newly-married couple – how the Hamlyn family was not in favour of the marriage – because Mr Asquith carried no title – but she was true to him for 8 years and then in Spite of him being a cripple now she married him and he was delighted with that. He then directed me to see the church where Charles Kinsleys' father was rector and then I saw the house too where Charles spent several years of his life. I came back to the New Inn for lunch And had a meal that was satisfying to a good appetite – a fresh caught flat-head – flounder or place.
Later. Its just the most heavenly evening and since tea I have wandered down steps & up steps and out and round about corners. And the dear old people are giving me a smiling "good evening". I have such a longing to tread inside some of these cottages, where you see tiny winding steps leading here or there, but I just get peeps of the shining Devonshire ware on the dresser, And purring pussies on the door mats, so that I think the sweet-scented creepers and flowers that adorn. The outside view must be an index to the life that is lived within. I could wander up and down the whole day, and only wished I was one of those swarms of artists so as I could make this little haven more real to you. At the came time I could sit and drink in the