My story really begins in Charleston, a perfect haunt of light and invention that stands in the English countryside.  It was warm that summer and the mornings went far into the afternoon, when the best of the garden would come into the house, the flowers arranged in pots and given new life by Vanessa in her fertile hours.  She was always there with her oils … Continue reading The Life and Opinions of Maf the Dog, and of His Friend Marilyn Monroe by Andrew O’Hagan