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Preshute
Coordinates: 51°25′59″N 1°46′08″W / 51.433°N 1.769°W / 51.433; -1.769
Preshute is a civil parish immediately west and northwest of Marlborough in Wiltshire, England. Unusually for a Wiltshire parish, it does not take its name from any town or village. The population at the 2011 census was 193.
The River Kennet and the A4 road cross the parish; the boundary between Marlborough and Preshute is beyond Manton, about 1.3 miles (2.1 km) along the A4 from the centre of Marlborough.
The parish is almost entirely downland and farmland. The settlements are Manton House (with Manton Stables, where racehorses are trained) and the hamlet of Clatford.
History
In the 12th or 13th century the boundary between Preshute and Marlborough was immediately west of Marlborough Castle and the parish included the villages of Manton and Clatford. In 1925 an eastern section, including Preshute church. was transferred to Marlborough and in 1934 the Marlborough boundary moved further west to include Manton.
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BRUSHED
by: Paul WellerIt's in a stroke of a brush
It's in the wave of a hand
And a view so bright
It turns the world
And makes all right
Yet seems to say, come what may
You will be what you will
With a brush stroke of fate
You will have to think again
If you touch by it all
Lucky to be brushed by it all
Than walk a crooked mile
In a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like that you're the next blessed in town
It's in a verse that you read
It's in the tune in your head
That makes all light
Turns your world
Illuminates life
And makes you see
All the love within
Is still yet to come out
Like the word, as a bang
You have to think again
And get touched by it all
Than walk in single file
In a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like you're the next blessed in town
[Incomprehensible]
So the word, as a bang
You will have to think again
Than walk in single file
In a worn out smile
That you found on the ground