Where Radovan Blaus picks out supplements to further increase his bulk, a dairy farm owned by the Liddell family occupied the land east of the road. After its nuns were relieved of their sacred duties by Henry VIII’s commissioners, the priory lands where Godwyn once prayed changed hands frequently. A red-faced merchant who had no use for a Kilburn estate married his daughter to Robert, grandson of Sir Thomas Liddell of Ravensworth Castle, County Durham. The couple made their home here, passing the centuries with only a few modifications to their grand pile until, in 1771, they rebuilt it according to the fashions of the day. A three storied square and brick house with a chimney at either gable and a porticoed entrance. They planted blackthorn and hazel hedges to keep the cattle from the road and raised up tall, stone barns to store winter feed; barns filled generously with hay on which to throw the fat cook Elizabeth who giggled as he pulled off her bloomers, complaining about the straw scratching her back, her hot belly clinging to his as he rode her; a genuine respite on his journeys until she married a baker and moved to Wendover. The replacement cook was skinny and pious and looked down a long nose at the clown, like he were a boil on the tip of it.