Hack writer standing in front of a great writer’s home. Shakespeare’s home is still standing 450 or so years later, while my first home was torn down five years after I was born. What can be extrapolated from that is that Shakespeare was 90 times the writer I am. I’m pretty sure that’s an underestimate.
You can’t go to Stratford-upon-Avon without visiting the Avon upon which Stratford is. Or something like that.
An excellent example of Jim and Jamie’s remarkable ability to take selfies in which the sky is blown out and completely devoid of color.