Britannia Inn, Dungeness. Dungeness is a place so weird, alien, topsy turvy, that I’m still processing it. The name is weird. It’s old Norse, ‘Nes’, meaning headland, and the ‘Dunge’ bit might be related to Denge Marsh, up to the Northeast. Dungeness is a headland, a cuspate foreland strictly speaking. It is not on the […]
Say you stand by your man Tell me something I don’t understand You said you love me and that’s a fact Then you left me, said you felt trapped Well some things you can explain away But my heartache’s in me till this day [Chorus] Did you stand by me No, not at all Did […]