John Philipps is the proprietor of an extraordinary book store on London Road, St Leonards. He hands me and my friend comp slips with a beautiful picture of the Scarlet Pimpernel on them. The shop is absolutely rammed and even has a Whizzer & Chips annual in the window. This really impresses me somehow. Looking […]
On a moody day in Hastings, David was sitting in a seafront shelter watching the waves. He is bell ringer at the local church. Discussing his past, he said he’s rung bells in Battersea and Putney and used to live in Shepherd’s Bush. Bell ringing is a surprisingly social activity.
She said, “You must do the ride to Bexhill; Giant Sea Cabbages, Colossal Daisies. Kingdom of Beach Huts and Overgrown Cliffs.” It was an intriguing introduction. The ride does not disappoint. It is perfectly magical. You come off the normal path onto dusty gravel, which then turns into a kind of chain mail behind kaleidoscopic […]
On the promenade of St Leonards, sat sheltered from the gale force winds was this man. A couple of brave dog walkers, leaning into the wind with anoraks done up under their noses and dogs on leads practically flying like kites. They say “Hello Jack!” and he amiably waves back. His name, he says is […]