We talk about houses a lot here—probably too much. If that feels repetitive, I can only apologise. But the thing is, I love houses. Not necessarily to own—ownership comes with all sorts of headaches—but simply to admire. A good house doesn’t need you to live in it to be appreciated, just as a painting doesn’t need to hang in your hallway for you to love it. If we insisted on owning everything we admired, where would the galleries be? Who would support the National Trust?
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