Long Weekend

There is nothing quite as beautiful as an English country house in summer. And there has never been a summer quite like that Indian summer between the two world wars, a period of decline in which the sun set slowly on the British Empire and the shadows lengthened on the lawns of a thousand stately homes. The author uncovers the truth about them.

Nu este nimic la fel de frumos ca o casa de tara engleza vara. Si nu a existat niciodata o vara destul de asemanatoare acelei veri indiene dintre cele doua razboaie mondiale, o perioada de declin in care soarele apunea incet pe Imperiul Britanic si umbrele se prelungeau pe peluzele a o mie de case impunatoare.