Caught red-handed, having fun. . . Some might say the amount of pleasure I derive from ‘brambling’ is disproportionate. But I’d say they’re wrong.
Coming to Teynham to be wed in 1952, I look around me now and see a very different view, remembering how it used to be so many years ago wandering through the orchards; what a privilege to know. […]
Already a small queue of gypsies, tooled up with Asda ‘ bags for life’. Staking our place , we are eyed like new hookers on the block. More pick up trucks screech into the car park, children gust […]