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Ingleby Greenhow – a very English place indeed

It was a day of gaiety and festivity long to be remembered at Ingleby Manor, on Tuesday last, the 23rd inst., in celebration of the marriage of Miss Foulis, of Ingleby Manor, to the Hon. Mr Phillip .

I’m just about to leave when I see the bride. She’s stunning, right? But then, she trips on her dress! I’m like, “No way!” But she plays it off like a pro. I’m clapping, and everyone’s looking at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, I’m just supporting the drama!

Tragedy strikes breeders again as horse is put down