|Thursday, 17th November: Poetry and prose reading in aid of the Ferrar House Appeal, Little Gidding. Andrew Motion (Poet Laureate) and friends. 8.30 pm in Clare College Chapel. This event is free of charge - all welcome.|
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Owen and I visited Little Gidding earlier this year, though I'm not sure I ever wrote it up here. It was a hazy summer day, far from the midwinter spring of Eliot's poem, and the church was quietly beautiful, full of dust-motes and other people's memories; set in gardens all overgrown (but not unkempt) it looked like a stone warmed in the sun, a stone that might fit in the palm of your hand if you could bear to take it from its nest of long grasses overlooked by cherry trees.
The lady from Ferrars House was happy not only to show us round but also to provide us with afternoon tea, home-made cake and scones, all free of charge. We talked quietly, and the only sounds other than our voices were the sounds of insects and leaves. And, like good middle-class travellers, we took nothing but photographs, and left nothing but footprints, and in the end we were not too much changed.