A Little Late Present For Peter Cushing Whos Birthday Was On The 26th Of May!Helen (Peter Cushings Wife)

A little late present for Peter Cushing who’s birthday was on the 26th of May! Helen (Peter Cushing’s wife) describing the first time she met her husband. - Peter Cushing: The Complete Memoirs (2013) ‘From the stage door stepped a vision and my heart skipped a beat. I had never met him, yet I knew, deep in my heart, we had been together before. Tall and lean, a pale, almost hagard face, with astonishing large, blue eyes: on his head an old grey velvet hat with a hole between the dents of it’s crown, a jacket beyond description and repair, spotless white shirt badly frayed at the cuffs and collar, a pair of once dark blue corduroy trousers, most of he nap worn away from constant wear, down-at-heel shoes of grey suede. Later, I was to discover the soles were as worn down at the heels and had holes as large as crowns in their centres, also woolen socks, that had never known the comfort of a darning needle. He walked with a slight limp, using an ash walking stick, on his back a huge and obviously very heavy kit bag, such as sailors use. There was an aura about this ‘beloved vagabond’. His hands told me he was either a musician or an artist - they reminded me of those drawn by the artist, Albrecht Durer - and when he bent over mine to kiss it, a faint, and quiet delightful waft of tobacco and lavender water hung upon the air. I knew I would love him for the rest of my days - and beyond.’

Peter and Helen’s love story was legendary. When Helen passed away prematurely, Peter had engraved part of a poem he wrote for her for their wedding anniversary which read:

Because I know that but for you This world would be a sad and lonely place And I as nothing in it.

You can learn more about Helen and Peter and his amazing life here.

Você me arrepia com esse olhar misterioso, me prende e me envolve. Você me conquista, a cada dia um pouquinho e nem imagina. Você bagunça os meus sentimentos, e me faz ter desejos, você bagunça a minha rotina e me causa insônia, você é o motivo dos meus sorrisos bobos e das risadas gostosa.

- Oceano

Tudo é sem graça, sem cor, sem vida...

Parece que o mundo morreu e eu sou uma alma vagante

•°♡ Keep calm and love Peter ♡°•

The doctor will see you now.

Peter Cushing relaxing off set and being an absolute Disney prince

My daddy!! ♡♡

Tarkin Week submission | Tarkrennic Modern Assassins AU (based off of this fic)

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