Getting to catch up with Mum has been awesome. She took me around to where she grew up and showed me around Berling Gap and Seven Sisters by the White Cliffs. This made a good bak from dealing with all the stress of Grandad's passing and all the bullshit red tape that goes with a death these days. For her, it gave her a chanced to escape all this, for me, it gave me a chance to chill with mum and for Nan, it gave her a chance to get used to not having anyone around at home, now that Grandad has left us.
Before all this, we had to go to the Brewers Arms pub in Herstmonceux where the family so often used to visit.
Bangers and Mash? Eff yeah!
Nan, cousin Rachael, Duncan, aunt Sally, man with swallows nesting in beard, Mum.
This hedge, by the Brewers Arms, is one of the most vivid memories I have from my visit to the UK when I was four. I didn't know it was here until we came and it clicked... I recognized the vision immediately.
My Dad would prop himself up here every night back in 1985... It was logical that I would now too.
Anyhoo, we got to Berling Gap the next day. I'm a monster compared to the size of my mum.
We went to Seven Sisters and walked through this scenery toward the White Cliffs.
They're cool. They're chalk.
Along the way, they have these gun positions left over from WWII. This one is for riflemen. Small windows.
This one is for a fixed machine gun. Larger window for sweeping rounds at ze Germans.
The English are traditionally a small race. I had trouble squeezing in.
But the view was worth it in the end.
The cows look a little different here too.
Location:Battle,United Kingdom
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