A Writer’s Garden
Beautiful piece about Roald Dahl’s garden at Great Missenden in the Telegraph, which you can find here.
The garden is open today. I am sorry to have missed it – and not to have told you about it earlier. Another time.
The only place in the garden where time has stood still is the locked shed where Dahl sat with a writing tray balanced on his knee. There everything – from the fag-ends in the ashtray, to the ball of silver foil formed from KitKat wrappers – remains just as it was when Dahl sat there inventing his fantasies.
I remember reading about that ball of foil…! Hope you get to see it soon.