Ailz and I talk about moving down here, but I dunno- it gives me claustrophobia.
Ian and Jenny took us for a drive this afternoon. The narrow country roads and the narrow urban streets were all of them chocka. We wound up in Reculver- a seaside caravan park with a big field that used to be a Roman fort and the ruins of a medieval church with two big towers at its west end. There was a cold mist coming in off the sea and blowing through the empty windows of the church so I took lots of photographs and thought about Dracula.
On the way home we talked about road congestion. Ailz favours smart cars and Ian favours mono-rails and I like the idea of strap-on jet-packs, but one way or another we’re going to have to come up with a new philosophy or a new technology soon, or the south-east of England will simply seize up.