More Moore

I do like Henry Moore, not just his work but the way he lived his life. Lyn and I went to visit his house and studio in Perry Green last week, battling against the freezing wind. I've been before to the gardens and studios, but I had never taken the tour of his house. It felt a bit strange invading his personal space accompanied by at least four tour guides, each describing one room at a time. Walking past a telephone in one of the hallways there is his hand-typed list of his once most used numbers. I expected the telephone to ring and I would pick it up and it would be his cousin or bank manager or something, or Barbara Hepworth