The Oldie

Wiltshire’s rail commuters hit the buffers

In the late 1920s, Evelyn Waugh was staying with the Sitwells at Renishaw Hall in Derbyshire.

Standing on the terrace, Sir George Sitwell stood silently, gazing out across the valley. Eventually, he turned and spoke to Evelyn ‘in the wistful, nostalgic tones of a castaway, yet of a castaway who was reconciled to his own company. Ignoring the settlement in the mining valley nearby, its streets packed with terraced housing, Sir George declared, “There is between us and the Locker-Lampsons.”’

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