Notes from the diary of an Indian in England
Walking is the second favourite pastime in England (the first is queuing, of course). Only here have I seen people go trudging across muddy fields on the most miserable day and coming back exclaiming, “Ooh! That was lovely!” It is astonishing.
England is full of good-natured nutters who do amazing things for their community in their own quirky ways. I got to know one such by the name of Robert Stephen Hawker when I walked into Cornwall from Devon.
Who wouldn’t want to live in a place that ends with an exclamation mark?
I went to Tyneham because of its history. I wanted to see a village ‘frozen in time’ with my own eyes.
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