| The notion of England as a gentle, fabled land freeze-framed some time in the 1930s when community life revolved around the post office, the country pub and the local vicarage, has been erased by the juggernaut of the late-20th century and vast suburban sprawl. However, a remarkable proportion of the country remains unsullied, and there are few more seductive or invigorating sights than the English countryside on a fresh, spring day. From this old world land we bring Hand-knit sweaters and wool skirts. | ||
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