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The sun was already fading behind the mountains;/ A humming noise was rising in the distance;/ From the fields the people walked to the village,/ Light flashing off their scythes. They're home,/ In their houses fires are lit,/ And gradually the uneven noise/ Falls silent... --Alexander Pushkin, 'Prisoner of the Caucasus', 1822
We're taking the flag of Pushkin House on a two week climb up the spine of England. Rafy Hay and Jack Fonseca Burtt will walk 300 miles from London to the highest pub in Britain - the Tan Hill Inn. Please, donate to help the house re-open and continue our cultural programmes.