This is Long Barn, a house in the picture-perfect village of Sevenoaks Weald, Kent, bought by Arthur Koestler and lived in by him from 1956 to 1959. These were halcyon years for AK, during which he tried to reinvent himself as a man of letters of Renaissance scope, leaving politics (mostly) behind and focusing on fiction, science, and history. He also made a last-ditch attempt to become an English squire, but ultimately gave it up as hopeless, brought down every time he opened his mouth by his thick Hungarian accent. Fortunately, we have only his pellucid written English to judge him by.

Thanks to my old pal Gordon McKechnie, who has the great good fortune to live nearby, for the photograph.