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Forever Rupert

Well I have been staying with lovely friends near Rugby which happens to be the birthplace of one of my longest standing litereray loves  Rupert Brooke.  There is a relatively recent statue to him in a lovely part of the town,  I am not overly keen. It is rather camp even allowing for the fact that he was a bisexual poet.  Nevertheless I laid flowers on it for his anniversary. Someone else had left a red rose. The main commemorations seem to have taken place at Cambridge and on Skyros.