Shortly after moving into Burnt Norton twenty years ago, I learnt the tragic story Sir William Keyt, master of Norton House in the 18th Century. Despite his wealth, his social position at the head of a loving family, he began a descent into a spiral of misery and excess, squandering the fortune amassed by his ancestors and destroying the family name. This became the subject and title of my first novel, Burnt Norton. We still live in this evocative and wonderful house, that inspired TS Eliot to write the first of his Four Quartets. Everyone who ventures beyond the while gates into the pool garden can not help but be captivated by the mysterious and haunting atmosphere still remaining to this day.