Keat's Parlour

During his illness it was in this room that Keats would sit on his especially made 'sopha bed' and gaze out at the garden. The place still has a wonderful tranquility about it.
I was fascinated with the story of the clock in the corner. It travelled to New Zealand and back with Charles Brown and his son. It is thought it suffered damage on the way down as the trunk is now made in NZ native timber.