The so called need to build more homes in Southern  England can only lead to the destruction of many of those secret little places of solitude once shared by those who dwelt here.

The darkness of the night over the marshes; once offering security to its wildlife is no more as the orange glow of a thousand lights tighten their grip on the now diminishing habitat, causing many of its creatures to seek the tranquility they so desperately require elsewhere.

The contents and stories of this book are written as if one was walking its quiet lane's in more peaceable times, when such communities shared what they had with their neighbours; expecting no payment and I am indeed honoured to have been part of one such place.

Now as the 21st Century gathers pace sweeping away many of the values taught and adhered to in the proceeding years; the reader too will feel part of one such place.

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