Thursday, September 26, 2013
"Spirit of place".....
..... is what we're looking for in our new home, something dramatic and out of the humdrum. And we certainly found it here at Pett Levels, East Sussex, on a lovely day back in August.
I was familiar with the name from bird reports, but had never been here before. Public footpaths lead across the meadows, and Sandwich terns, curlews, and yellow wagtails were around the pools.
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| Pett Levels |
This is looking west towards Pett Level village and the sandstone cliffs at Fairlight. You can go fossil-hunting there at low tide and search for Iguanodon footprints. Imagine living where dinosaurs once walked!
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| Towards Fairlight |
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| Catalina Flying Boat |
The rough verge below the seawall gives free parking. A swift climb up one of the flights of steps and you're on a shingle beach with the levels laid out on one side and on the other, the sparkling sea. I instantly loved it here, and Greger liked it as well - especially when the Catalina flying boat cruised by.
Unfortunately the house in the village was not really suitable and as it was at the top end of our range we rejected it; the story was the same with the others we drove past - one of them beautifully sited on the high Sussex weald. Meanwhile, the possibility of living at Dungeness recedes, with only a tiny fisherman's cottage currently available; romantic but impractical. Over to Plan B. I must now get myself into Greger's frame of mind, that our move will be an adventure, and not let other people's opinions suddenly make Scotland seem a banishment rather than a positive choice.
// posted by Christine @ 2:31 AM 
