Letters from Berringford Introduction

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’

was concerned.  In 1970 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 were still living there in the 70s, farming on the hills, and making cider from the apples in their orchards, so for him 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.