I'd love to learn about the people who lived here long before my family were lucky enough to make some money from sheep farming and buy this part of England. The part about Althorp being a working farm was interesting, and the contributions by the maid and estate workers was very good. It was a combination of the flickering montage of home-movie moments projected onto the wall, the soundtrack of dissonant piano chords—like a sad child, whose father had wanted her to be a boy, perhaps, practising—and, just to squeeze out every last teardrop, the sound of a crackling old film reel dubbed over the top. Contact us. Shop now.
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