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...provide "not just the best that can be done, but the best that can be done anywhere." Bring a picnic; eat in the tearoom or restaurants (named after Hampshire villages Over, Middle and Nether Wallop); or order a gourmet hamper. If it rains, retreat to the big tent or the theater's covered exterior gallery. The lush walled English gardens are worth a stroll, and you may find a sheep eyeing your dinner, as there's only a ha-ha (dry ditch) between lawns and fields. This year's highlight is the first-ever staging of Johann Sebastian Bach...
...GRANGE PARK OPERA Near Winchester in Hampshire, the theater is a converted orangery, the mansion itself houses the restaurant. Fields and woods make the perfect backdrop for a picnic - eat in the big tent or a private Indian pavilion (but make note: if you bring more than one servant, you must book a separate pavilion for them). At season's end, some productions move briefly to Nevill Holt in Leicestershire, a medieval house with a theater in the old stables. Rare treats this season are Michel Legrand's 1964 marriage-of-convenience saga Les Parapluies de Cherbourg and Sergei Prokofiev...
...monetary reward for the House or class with the highest participation rate replaced the posters and table-tent advertisements the CUE distributed in the past...
...much. My friend told me that this one time, BAWLS killed Hitler.Speaking of BAWLS, I remember my first adventure with this sweet thirst-quencher. My friends and I went on a road trip across the United States last summer. We packed our clothes, sleeping bags, a tent, and four cases of BAWLS. But after two days on the road, we had drunk every one. We needed more, or I was going to have to freak out big time.We searched far and wide, wide and far, from Wapiti, Wyo. to Janesville, Wis.—and could not find the BAWLS...
...Back along the canal Saint-Martin, hundreds of people continue bedding down on freezing concrete and paving stones, inside thin nylon tents propped up on cardboard or wooden pallets as insulation. Along a stretch of embankment an improvised sign has renamed "SDF Boulevard," G?rard backs into and zips up his tent to prepare for what he good-naturedly anticipates will be "another night, and more people wandering by." Further upstream, in a series of more permanent homeless camps by the canal, visitors are greeted with far less cheer - and told to go "back down there if you want a show...