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  1. 65520988 - Freedom_99
  2. 65538147 - not-logged-in-255c1419cc6fa2b7a1bb
  3. 65619699 - FrankensteinFart
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  5. WINNER - 65670787 - k.h.pot
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65520988 - Freedom_99

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On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth book (the one I bought a few days previously - you may remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's two volume catalogue of Hogarth's paintings when the review copies arrive. She wants to review the two works: she stressed that this was rather in the nature of a test review to see what my work was like but that they would use me if they liked it. she thinks I might also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to send her some of my notices from Art News and Review. She was charming and friendly though, you may remember, her letter was not encouraging. I am glad to have the Beckett book in any case - as you can imagine. . .

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Times Literary Supplement (I was wearing my suit and duffle coat) and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay - he sat on his chair behind a vast deck with his arms folded round his knees which were pulled up to his chest - and promised to send me some art of literary books to review. He seemed confident of using me as a reviewer. He said he could help with other introductions, to the Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see form your letters that you need my concern also: with two lectures on one day and entertaining on the weekend! Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself. Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I don't think I shall even do any Hogarth! Have all your meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I recommend this passionately.

The last Banstead was yesterday and they want me to go on for a third term. I agreed. They want the 19th century ad to 'then come the modern stuff'.

65538147 - not-logged-in-255c1419cc6fa2b7a1bb

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On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth book (the one I bought a few days previously - you may remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's two volume catalogue of Hogarth's paintings when the re-view copies arrive. She wants me to review the two works: she stressed that this was rather in the nature of a test review to see what my work was like but that they would use me if they liked it. She thinks I might also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to send her some of my notices from Art News and Review. She was charming and friendly though, you may remember, her first letter was not encouraging. I am glad to have the Beckett book in any case - as you can imagine...

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Time Lit-erary Supplement (I was wearing my suit and duffle coat) and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay - he sat on his chair behind a vast desk with his arms folded round his knees which were pulled up to his chest - and promised to send me some art of literary books to review. He seemed confident of using my as a reviewer. He said he could help with other introductions, to the Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see from your letters that you need my concern also: with two lectures on one day and entertaining at the weekend! Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself. Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I don't think I shall even do any Hogarth! Have all your meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I recommend this passionately.

The last Banstead was yesterday and they want me to go on for a third term. I agreed. They want the 19th century and to 'then come on to quite modern stuff'.

65619699 - FrankensteinFart

On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth book (the one I bought a few days previously- you may remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's two volumn catalog of Hogarth's paintings when the review copies arrive. She wants me to review the two works: she stressed tbat this was rather in the nature of a test review to see what my work was like but that they would use me if they liked it. She thinks I might also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to send her some of my notices from Art News and Review. She was charming and friendly, though you may remember her letter was not encouraging. I am glad to have the Beckett book in my case - as you can imagine...

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Times Literary Supplement (I was wearing ny suit and duffle coat) and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay - he sat on his chair behind a vast desk with his arms folded around his knees which were pulled up tp his chest - and promised to send me some art of literary books to review. He seemed confident on using my as a reviewer. He said he could helpbwith other introductions, to the Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see from your letters that you need my concern also: with two lectures on one day and entertaining art the weekend. Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself. Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I don't think i shall even do any Hogarth! Have all your meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I recommend this passionately.

The last Banstead lecture was yesterday and they want me to go on for a third term.bi agreed. They want the 19th century and to 'then come on to quite modern stuff'.

65643915 - not-logged-in-9aa71deff6ad00fe4135

On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices
and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth
book (the one I bought a few days previously - you may
remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's
two volume catalogue of Hogarth's paintings when the re-
view copies arrive. She wants me to review the two
works: she stressed that this was rather in the nature
of a test review to see what my work was like but that
they would use me if they liked it. She thinks I might
also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to
send her some of my friendly though, you may remember,
Beckett book in any case - as you can imagine...

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Times Lit-
erary Supplement (I was wearing my suit and duffle coat)
and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay -
he sat on his chair behind a vast desk with his arms
folded round his knees which were pulled up to his chest -
and promised to send me some art of literary books to
review. He seemed confident of using me as a reviewer.
He said he could help with other introductions, to the
Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make
a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see from your letters that you need my concern also: with two
lectures on one day and entertaining art the weekend.
Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself.
Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I
don't think I shall even do any Hogarth! Have all your
meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I
recommend this passionately.

The last Banstead lecture was yesterday and they want
me to go on for a third term. I agreed. They want the 19th century and to 'then come on to quite modern stuff'.
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WINNER - 65670787 - k.h.pot

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On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices
and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth
book (the one I bought a few days previously - you may
remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's
two volume catalogue of Hogarth's paintings when the re-
view copies arrive. She wants me to review the two
works: she stressed that this was rather in the nature
of a test review to see what my work was like but that
they would use me if they liked it. She thinks I might
also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to
send her some of my notices from Art News and Review.
She was charming and friendly though, you may remember,
her letter was not encouraging. I am glad to have the
Beckett book in any case - as you can imagine ...

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Times Lit -
erary Supplement (I was wearing my suit and duffle coat)
and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay -
he sat on his chair behind a vast desk with his arms
folded round his knees which were pulled up to his chest -
and promised to send me some art of literary books to
review. He seemed confident of using me as a reviewer.
He said he could help with other introductions, to the
Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make
a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see from
your letters that you need my concern also: with two
lectures on one day and entertaining at the weekend!
Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself.
Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I
don't think I shall even do any Hogarth! Have all your
meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I
recommend this passionately.

The last Banstead lecture was yesterday and they want
me to go on for a third term. I agreed. They want the
19th century and to 'then come on to quite modern stuff'.

65672887 - Mandystocks

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On Friday morning I went to the New Statesman offices and saw Janet Adam Smith. She gave me the new Hogarth book (the one I bought a few days previously - you may remember it) to review and is going to send me Beckett's two volume catalogue of Hogarth's paintings when the review copies arrive. She wants me to review the two works: she stressed that this was rather in the nature of a test review to see what my work was like but that they would use me if they liked it. She thinks I might also do short reviews of art exhibitions and wants me to send her some of my notices from Art News and Review. She was charming and friendly though, you may remember, her letter was not encouraging. I am glad to have the Beckett book in any case - as you can imagine...

Then, on the same morning, I went to the Times Literary Supplement (I was wearing my suit and duffle coat) and saw Allan Pryce-Jones. He was charming and gay - he sat on his chair behind a vast desk with his arms folded round his knees which were pulled up to his chest - and promised to send me some art of literary books to review. He seemed confident of using me as a reviewer. He said he could help with other introductions, to the Observer of Spectator, when I told him I hoped to make a living by writing.

You are kind in your concern for me but I see from your letters that you need my concern also: with two lectures on one day and entertaining at the weekend! Do not, my rare beauty, exquisite rose, tire yourself. Rest on Tuesday as indolently as I am doing today: I don't think I shall ever do any Hogarth! Have all your meals with Tiny that day, and do not work at all. I recommend this passionately.

The last Ranstead lecture was yesterday and they want me to go on for a third term. I agreed. They want the 19th century and to 'then come on to quite modern stuff'.

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