Had a call on the dog and bone yesterday from…., let’s call him Chaz, him on the council. Chaz the Honcho councilman in fact. Said he wanted a more balanced portrait drawn (his words not mine) of dear old Margitt. Too much theses days on the telly, in the papers, tweets galore, describing the place as a the new south coast Nirvana for hipster arty types. Not a very insightful view of our dear tarn, he said. Allatsea’s briefing was to get out on his two spindly legs, walk the backstreets of the central district and convey the images seen into luvverlee pictures wott can be blogged and similar.
So with Lumix fully charged, Regatta walking shoes de-mudded and flatcap firmly jammed on bonce to keep the cold at bay, off I went.
Note the complete lack of people in the photos. Not one to be seen. It was cold, it was early on a Sunday, it’s Thanet. The motivation factor for most residents to be up and about on the streets simply isn’t there it seems.