And then there’s the poet John Milton’s former home (now Milton Museum) in Chalfont St Giles, Bucks.
Here, near blind and suffering from gout and general infirmity, he somehow wrote the bulk of Paradise Lost (one for you, Aaron Aedy) and began work on Paradise Regained.
‘Weep no more, woeful shepherds,
weep no more,
For Lycidas, your sorrow is not dead,
Sunk though he be
beneath the watery floor’.