Today, on this twenty second day of January in 1815 in the Year of Our Lord – MY Lord Byron is now seven and twenty…
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Taking My Leave of Number 13?
On a cold January day Lady Byron walked out of the front door of 13 Piccadilly Terrace for the last time…
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Dreary? How Indiscreet!
I REALLY must learn to hold my tongue!
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A Stroll Along Piccadilly? Oh! The Agony!
Last Spring, I too ‘metropolized’ to London for the day and on a quiet and chilly afternoon – I went for a stroll along Piccadilly to take a lingering look at the abode which was the scene of his short and difficult union with the unfortunate, former Annabella Milbanke AND the inspiration for the creation of the Ghost of Piccadilly…
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My Lady Brigante!
The Lady Brigante loves nothing more than shocking unsuspecting folk with the tale that she was abandoned at birth by gypsies and raised en famille with kindly mice in the crypt of an old church…
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