Property News · January 16, 2010

Let's move to Burnham-on-Crouch, Essex


Sea, silence, seals – yes, really – all but an hour from LondonOMG. There are seals an hour outside London. No, not in a zoo. In real life. Genuine, bona fide seals. They’re of the ­common-or-garden variety, true, but they are seals ­nonetheless, lounging on the ­mudflats beyond Burnham, just a commute away from Liverpool Street station. To be quite honest, I’m loth to tell you about Burnham. I want to ­gobble it up all for myself. If I could only persuade the Other Arf to up sticks, I’d be there in my white weatherboarded cottage before you could say Colchester oysters. The landscape is like a smudgy water­colour, half-solid, half-liquid, all salt marsh and sky; and the town’s a Dickensian lucky dip of wooden cottages, ­Georgian bay-­windowed inns and Victorian ­terraces. There’s a 30s modernist gem (the Royal ­Corinthian Yacht Club, designed in 1931 by Joseph Emberton, for the ­architect nerds among you). A cute old cinema. And silence, save for the rattling of the ropes against masts on the quayside. Continue reading…

Source : theguardian.com
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