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Forty years ago we moved into a North London suburb immortalised by John Betjeman as “Metro Land”.

It was a quiet leafy area – tree-lined roads with grass verges: mock Tudor houses. In the “village” high street – a small Sainsbury’s; two bakers; two butchers; green grocers; newsagents, etc.

We even had a Smiths with a lending library – shades of “Brief Encounter” – and a station on the West Coast main line. Slowly the useful shops disappeared, being replaced with charity shops, take-aways and restaurants. Now where illegal parking was once a major crime I even hear regular radio reports of knife attacks.

Town sign.. (26888265)
Town sign.. (26888265)

So after 20 years we joined the “white flight” brigade and moved here. We loved Hunstanton – no longer the kiss-me-quick day-trip resort of the 30s and 40s, it was more like a quiet market town – slightly eccentric, higgledy-piggledy, lots of character, surrounded by the sea, lovely countryside and mysterious sand dunes.

Now I have seen the rot begin to set in here – the same sort of changes as I saw transform “Metro Land” – blocks of flats where gardens once were, housing estates where once crops grew, encouraged by greedy developers and councils more interested in collecting tax than defending the way of life of their electors.

Believe me the same disaster will happen here. You ignore the omens at your peril.

Edward Wheatley,


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