Monday, September 29, 2025

The radiant Greer Garson, marked in remembrance with a heavenly birthday

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Time to get this blog back up and running in earnest, as relying solely on social media for anything is foolhardy and dangerous. Especially bloody Facebook. Screw that company to all Hell. 

“When you can't wait for your ship to come in, you've got to row out to it.” —the esteemed Greer Garson, with her eyes but lanterns — burning through shadow, and revealing both question and answer. She was born in Manor Park, now a borough of London, 29 September 1904.

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