While she was writing Creed, Margiad Evans’ father was dying in the room directly above her. She was twenty-seven years old and this was the fourth novel she produced in the five years leading up to 1936. Later in her life, in a letter to Gwyn Jones, she described one of her two distinct writing […]
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Bigotry and Virtue: George Powell and the Question of Legacy

Harry Heuser

PUBLISHED ON: 25/07/17


When the collector, George Ernest John Powell (1842–82), decided to bequeath his artworks, books, antiquities and curios to what was then the Universi …

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John Barnie

PUBLISHED ON: 01/07/16


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