Letters from Berringford
Letters from Berringford
These are letters (yes,
letters not emails or text messages or tweets), letters, I say, from someone
who after a busy few years in the world at large, decided to call it a day as
far as ‘getting and spending’ is concerned.
In 1978 he went to live in Berringford, a village on the lower slopes of
the Mendip Hills in Somerset. It is not far from Darrington and about 8 miles
from Westington which is on the coast and looks over the sea to Wales.
His family originally came
from there, and some lived there still, farming on the hills, and making cider
from the apples in their orchards, so it was a matter of going back to his
roots.
I found these the other day
when turning over some papers I have been meaning to go through for some time,
and here they are.
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