Much as it gets publicity there’s little to see of the strangeness in everyday life there, although you do see people walking the couple of miles from Saint Hill back to the town. I guess they walk because they’ve donated much of their car-buying funds to the ‘Church’. There’s also the bookshop in the old high street that is a little unorthodox and which apparently has links to ‘The Saint Hill Mob’. Forest Row just down the road is acknowledged to be where the majority of ‘Free Thinkers” in the locale gather. There’s no mention of ‘Bazzology’ at all though.
The reason why its so quiet is they have all moved to the hollowed out moon, commuting via airport taxis equipped with transmat pods.
The other reason for so many off-centre free-thinking folk and the proliferation of odd ideologies may have something to do with the plentiful availability of magic mushrooms in the area.
I know the lay lines over there aren’t that effective. I got close a couple of times in my earlier years with local girls but the nearest to ‘punching’ any ‘tickets’ was on the last bus home after crashing my motorbike and still failing to score a stopover.
I won’t ask her name, just in case. I wouldn’t want to embarrass @Bazza.. Does she work I. The petrol station Tesco express?
You haven’t been using some west system epoxy resin in a confined space on your boat have you nipper?
No, it was the solvent through a face mask intended to stop solvent that got me so high I slashed the head lining while trying to trim a tiny flap off a corner of fabric..
