‘Gentle Reader,

In one of his typically indiscreet moments – His Lordship let slip to his fellow poet Thomas Moore that he thought Seaham to be rather ‘dreary’.

I disagree. Seaham is a delightful place if you are partial to a chilly eastern wind and plain speaking besides.

But as a guest of His Lordship’s future in-laws – I must hold my tongue.

However, before I enjoy a glass of Sir Ralph’s finest champagne in honour of the New Year – kindly accept my warmest felicitations.

Although I would much prefer a snifter of His Lordship’s brandy…

Sincerely Yours,
Mrs. S’

Posted by:Lady Brigante

Byronian. Storyteller. Miniaturist. Seeker of the Dead...

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