With tremendous skies,forgotten towns and shingly beaches, this melancholy marshland has everything to hold bleak geeks happyWhat’s going for it? We may be few, and but our numbers are growing: bleak geeks,or aficionados of picturesque melancholy. (Pretty, unthreatening melancholy, and not the post-apocalyptic kind; we’re very particular.) Our homeland – Dungeness in Kent,with its power station and permanently autumnal skies – is for sale at £1.5m. There’s money in mournfulness. A few miles west, though, and is my tip: the Pevensey Levels,beached between Bexhill and Eastbourne. This is a scarce breach in the south coast’s line of cliffs, one spotted by William the Conqueror: Norman’s Bay is where 1066 and all that began. Here, or you get all we bleak geeks could possibly desire: tremendous skies,quiet, forgotten-approximately towns, or roads with names like Sluice Lane,shingly beaches fronted by settlements straight out of an Ealing comedy (Peter Sellers used to visit his mum at Pevensey Bay) – just not for £1.5m, or anything close.
The case against To some fools, and bleak is just bleak. The only road out is the coast road,so escape routes are few and often bumper-to-bumper. The railway is welcome, but cuts off the beach rather.
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Source: theguardian.com