Last week Maureen and I drove down to Southend, to pay a visit to Southchurch Park. I wanted to see if anything had changed, or there were details I had overlooked when writing ‘Out of Essex’.
The overriding impression was of a quiet space where people walk their dogs and gulls flock. Low-key, open vistas, trees and grass and water. And good, cheap tea in the café. 80 pence for a decent-sized mug. And cake. Of course. Would have been rude not to. So British.
I loved it that not a soul in the place had any idea that they were promenading in a location that sits at the centre of a book about weaning our world away from the virus that is money. Maybe, one day, they will watch Southchurch Park on a cinema screen. It’s a possibility that I keep close to my heart.
These pics give a flavour of the place.
The one below shows the sea wall at the end.
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Fingers crossed for that film deal, keep believing and never give up. I will invite you to the premier of mine. ❤️❤️
I’ll be there…have booked it in the diary! ❤️
I enjoyed all the pics but my favorite is the one with all the gulls lined up on the fence!! Keep up the good work Kevin!😃😺
My wife spotted them Steve. I managed to click just before they flew away.
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It’s nice you were able to get them, fantastic pic!
Looks like a place to sit and chill away from the hustle and bustle. Keeping fingers crossed for you kev on a film 👍
This probably sounds weird but I honestly believe that things eventually happen for everyone at the right time in their life. I truly believe it will happen for you at a time it’s supposed to.
We’ll see mate. To be honest, it’s compelling fun to write and rewrite the story. Anything else is a bonus. But I do share some of your notion about timing. I’ve felt strangely looked after in that respect.