Aprons And Silver Spoons: The Heartwarming Memoirs Of A 1930s Scullery Maid - Plot & Excerpts
Friedrich Nietzsche The date was April 1934. The location, the Royal Albert Hall in London. Half a mile from Cadogan Square a speech was about to take place that would put one of Mr Orchard’s monologues about the gentry into the shade. Just before eight p.m. the spotlights dramatically swung to the main entrance and illuminated a thin man with a well-kept black moustache and a thick head of black hair. Walking with a pronounced limp, he paced across the hall, chest out and handsome head flung back. The limp did nothing to slow his progress and he took his place behind the lectern. In front of the assembled audience he oozed an aura of power and confidence. Behind him hung a giant black banner emblazoned with the silver Italian fasces symbol. Copies of the Daily Mail adorned the edges of the balconies. The audience, mostly dressed in black shirts, leapt to their feet, anxious to capture every word uttered by their idol. Although slight in stature, the speaker drew himself up, closed his eyes and prepared to talk.
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