…but I’m not afraid of a deep dive. A playwriting colleague once said to me, “In writing, there are cutter-outters and adder-inners. You, my friend, are a cutter-outter.” Whenever you read anything I’ve written, trust and believe it’s been through an intensive editing process during which I killed about a hundred darlings. “Killing your darlings”… More I don’t like to swim…
Incoming show-tune moment. You’ve been warned.
T says that West Mersea is the Stars Hollow of England. I’m not overly familiar with Gilmore Girls, but I know enough about it to think that T is likely correct. West Mersea is part of Mersea Island, where I chose to stay for one night on the way from Suffolk down to Hampshire. We… More West Mersea, The Stars Hollow of England
Never miss an interpretative dance opportunity.
I’ve been to Bury St. Edmunds many times, but never quite like this! Locals call it “Bury” for short, and in this area of Suffolk it’s seen as a city centre – a place you’d go for shopping & restaurants. It’s also chock FULL of history; namely it’s the burial site of the first patron… More Bury St Edmunds: Mythic City, Delicious Food
I grew up going to Haughley. It’s a village in Mid Suffolk; I don’t know the current population exactly but I think under 2,000 people is a good guess. If you’re elsewhere in England, most people will have never heard of Haughley, but they’ll usually know “Stowmarket” which is the nearest town over (and nicknamed… More Welcome to Haughley