At Home With Lord Byron…

Imagine if you could step back in time to your favourite world? Where would that be? Without a doubt mine would be the world synonymous with the romance of Jane Austen, the elegance of Beau Brummell and the fascinating life of the poet Lord Byron! Byron once said that ‘Of all romances in miniature... [...]


A Sumptuous Meal of Minced Pies? I Congratulate You on Your Cook!

Seven years have elapsed since I saw a minced pie - and time and distance had not diminished my regret for those absent friends to "a merry Christmas and a happy new year" - both of which I augur for you and your family, although the congratulation of the former is somewhat of the latest.. [...]

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas and Something WAS Stirring in Lord Byron’s Abode!

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse… Clement Clarke Moore Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, Christmas Eve has finally arrived at 13 Piccadilly Terrace in the year 1815! Although Lord Byron remains a most-beloved ‘Man of Letters’; it is unfortunate that references to this festive time of [...]

Shrink Me! A Miniaturist Visits Fairfax House in York…

Dear Diary... As my home town was in the throes of enjoying a beautiful Indian summer, I was delighted to meet up with fellow Byronian Dianna Rostrad for an afternoon of sightseeing in York and an enjoyable lunch at the Black Swan; a 15th century hostelry noted for delicious food and the occasional haunting by [...]

As Lady Byron Departs from 13 Piccadilly Terrace in January 1816, Tee Bylo Returns For an Extended Visit Over 200 Years Later…

Walked early to look at my old house in Piccadilly - saw into the room where I have sat with him, and felt as if I had lived there with a friend who was long since dead to me. No sense of past agony - all mournfully soft. My thoughts floated peacefully into other channels [...]

Leaving Lady B to Dine in Peace!

There is something to me very softening in the presence of a woman, - some strange influence, even if one is not in love with them, - which I cannot at all account for, having no very opinion of the sex. But yet, - I always feel in better humour with myself and every thing [...]