Eat Out London!No.65 & KING
65 & King recalls the heady glamour of American Deco and is conceived as a theatrical and atmospheric drinking and dining parlour.
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No 65 Lower Maen Cottages | Maenporth | Bareppa | Cornwall | Self ...
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On the hillside above the beach, the prestigious Maenporth Estate is a classic modern development with large indoor heated swimming pool (50' x 23' x 3'3" to 6'6" deep), jacuzzi (for over 11s), sauna, table tennis, pool table and two tennis courts in 30 acres of landscaped gardens with large barbecue area, woodland walks and children’s play area, all for your use.
An excellent, warm and comfy all-year-round base for walking, leisure activities and lovely gardens.
within the Maenporth Estate, a smart, comfortable house in a row of five with long, lovely views over the landscaped gardens to sea and coast.
From hall, stairs up to three bedrooms - a double (5' bed) with sea views, TV/DVD and en suite shower-room (suite), a twin (3'6" beds), and a bunk room (3' beds); bathroom (suite, shower over bath).
Maenporth: romantic, spectacular cove beach with wooded cliffs managed by the Maenporth Estate with scuba school, beachside café and award-winning bar/restaurant.
Paris Review - Rebecca West, The Art of Fiction No. 65
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We had lots of pleasant furniture that had belonged to my father’s family, none that had belonged to my mother’s family, because they didn’t die—the whole family all went on to their eighties, nineties—but we had furniture and we had masses of books, and we had a very good piano my mother played on.
My mother had had to work very hard, and though she was a very good pianist, she was out of the running by then, and when she realized that my father was old and wasn’t going to be able to go on with things, she very nobly went and learned typewriting.
Well, my mother did some typing for American evangelists called Torry and Alexander and she took over their music.
He used to send along pieces and I remember still with horror and amusement an enormous German book of his on program music with sentences like “If the hearer turns his attention to the flutes and the piccolos, surely there will come to his mind the dawn rising over the bronze horses of Venice.”
Then I thought I’d got my hearing back slowly, but really I’d learned to lip-read and, it’s an extraordinary thing, young people—if they lose their hearing young—learn lipreading unconsciously, lots of them.
Paris Review - William Gass, The Art of Fiction No. 65
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His books are Omensetter's Luck, a novel (1966); In the Heart of the Heart of the Country, stories (1968); Fiction and the Figures of Life, essays (1970); Willie Masters' Lonesome Wife, a fictional essay (1971); and On Being Blue, criticism (1976).
Intellectually, Valéry is still the person I admire most among artists I admire most; but when it comes to the fashioning of my own work now, I am aiming at a Rilkean kind of celebrational object, thing, Ding.
On the other hand, I am taking a damn long time to write the book.
Writing is a way of making the writer acceptable to the world—every cheap, dumb, nasty thought, every despicable desire, every noble sentiment, every expensive taste.
I was busy taking philosophy and other things of that sort.