Photographs by Mark J. Rattenbury
Further details are available on the archive website, www.somerset.gov.uk/archives/exmoor
This is a puzzlingly titled book. Are we being encouraged to look on the contents as mirrored reflections of a way of life, or reflections on the death of the old Exmoor? Perhaps we, like the Lady of Shalott, are supposed to be glimpsing shadows of the world in the pages of the book, or perhaps we are meant to be pensive about it all. In any event, while many distinguished men and women are featured, there is, alas, no sign of Sir Lancelot tirra-lirra-ing his way across Exmoor.
The book is made up of portraits of those people who have spent a lifetime on Exmoor, God’s own country. The word ‘community’ is of course as ghastly as ‘lifestyle’, but it is a community that the book celebrates.
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