Sunday, September 15, 2019

"HAS ABSENCE EVER SOUNDED SO ELOQUENT, SO SAD?" Beats me.

There are all kinds of good reasons to go walking in Sudbury, in Suffolk.  The water meadows: 


The wildlife:


The achingly quaint archtecture, including silk weavers’ houses.



There are pill boxes – and I’m not sure if that mushroom-shped thing is a warning against nuclear attack, or an indication that some shrooming has been going in:


There are many passion fruits:



and VW campers, at least one of them for sale (18 grand seems to be about the going rate)


It may all seem a little bucolic, a little green and pleasant, but there's something that might make the journey to Sudbury a different proposition, if you’re a fan of Guy Debord’s psychogeography, 


or of Scott Wallker’s later work,


is this house sign:



You couldn’t make it up.  You don’t have to.

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