G M W Wemyss

The Day Thou Gavest G M W Wemyss

The beloved Village Tales continue: Four-and-twenty January hours, midnight to midnight, in the Woolfonts; foaling and the imminence of lambing season, births and deaths, plans, projects, and pints down the Boar. Old friends: the duke (when pried away from TMS and the Test Match coverage), Canon Paddick, Sher Mirza, Teddy and Edmond, Gwen and the Breener (and the twins): and new, in the Downland parishes and on the little farms, go the noiseless tenor of their ways, as the sheep huddle and the beer is brewed and the modern steam locomotives shunt. Peace is upon the land, and the lighted windows of a Wintertide evening promise home and warmth. Come: spend a day in the Woolfonts.