heathfield show
oh yeah, nearly forgot.
On Saturday we (mother, wife, bean and self) went to the
Heathfield Show. This is basically like a State Fair only in the English South as opposed to somewhere in America.
Monster trucks. Livestock. Hats. Battle Cider (so called because it is made in the town of Battle, but no doubt also has stellar fight-starting qualities). Dark Mead. Garden furniture. Lots and lots of white people. Me to my mum: 'This is honky heaven.'
Oh, and racists.
'Just come back down south have yer? I bet you feel like a stranger 'ere, doncher? All the forreners. Back in my day all the nurses was Irish!'
Erm, yeah, excuse me, got to go and watch the ferret racing...
The local BNP candidate dropped a leaflet round here last week. Corwin made a hell of a fuss. I like to think he may have bitten him.
Current Music: Hunting Girl - Jethro Tull