A Horseradish
Tuesday 29th August 2017 3:00pm [Edited]
8,475 posts
I'm not sure that's right. The internet suggests that you are surrounded by young offenders and dead Nazis on the beach. It also says that the dead Nazi on the east coast thing is a myth. It isn't a myth. My mother saw one in woods near Canewdon and it was reported in the papers at the time.
Anyhow, at least you have confirmed you are not Peter Boggis although the old salt could be the woman whose house fell off a cliff and who lives in a caravan dangerously in defiance of the authorities. Unless it is a bloke. As Peter Boggis was the last time I read about it although he could by now have turned fully from King Canute into God.
Yes - I did walk it and also as I said from Southwold to Aldeburgh which is longer. I'm not at all fit. I'm very unwell as I carry a lot of acid and did unusually have six pints each night but I still managed to sprint from Thorpeness, unfortunately missing the last bus out from Fort Green Car Park by seven minutes. Ridiculous that nothing runs after 1805.
We got a taxi back (me and a mate who I hadn't seen for 5 years) and it cost a fortune - Shingle Street (which is very convenient for my future tour of Grandad's distant past at East Bergholt and Brampton, not to mention the Ipswich Public Records Office - thank you very much - most kind) would if anything have been closer.
I am not demanding - I will require a four poster bed, tractor lessons and a red squirrel in my room if it is a Friday purely on religious grounds.
(Incidentally, I am placing money on you being the childhood mate of that man who lived at Benacre and collected human remains on the beach - the one with the Italian wife and a son in a Lowestoft care home, now living in Milton Keynes - he has connections with you written all over him)