There is a tiny village, nestling in the south downs just north of Arundel called Amberley. It has a school, a pub, and lots of picture-pretty thatched cottages. It wouldn't be unreasonable to speculate that most of its voters (and probably also the second-homers who aren't registered to vote there) are blue-er than Bluey McBlue winning first prize in last year's blue competition.
Here's the thing: I do a bit of moonlighting (actually daylighting) as a drama workshop leader in primary schools. So how the heck did I end up being sent to teach in Amberley the day before we have a show there? Two consecutive days. Two completely separate companies. One teeny-tiny village.
What's with Amberley?
Lx
Above: my accommodation in Amberley
Saturday, 26 June 2010
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