Evening, carrot.
(1) Black Bess. Ah yes. That brings back memories.
Dear old Black Bess.. But it will take more than a couple of lumps of sugar these days to get her cantering up the A1 to York with me a-piggyback, I'm afraid.
(3) I know of the plaque on the wall of the Blue Posts pub. She was born near-by at 94 Berwick Street if I remember correctly. When she came into money she bought a place at Hampton, Middlesex, which was a bolt hole when she was younger and her home later on. I assume that she is buried somewhere around there and that the BBC have erected something there, but I have been unable to verify.
Hello reinganum.
(2) Don't give up anything whatsoever. In fact, crowd more in. When you get to near the end of it you will find that lifes been much too short for all that "giving up" rubbish. Pull up a chair and open another bottle of scotch.
(3) I'm going to see "Evergreen". "Over my shoulder" is a favourite. I have read somewhere that MGM may shortly release her films on DVD.