My dear Marianne- The occupation of yesterday was a drive to Cambermer, the bourg, a large village of the district, the name of which is on M. de Witt’s carts. It is about as large as Hursley apparently, and has a church with a good old Norman tower, but the body horridly bad modern. However, it was the girls’ school that we went to see, it being the only one not yet broken up for the ... continue reading