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David Bowie: Don't you love the Oxford Dictionary? When I first read it, I thought it was a really really long poem about everything.
Crayford Marshes, Erith, England. You haven’t heard of Erith, you say? Well, neither had I; which led me to Wikipedia and then the town website; where my worst suspicions were confirmed. Play Sherlock with me and add up the following deductive clues:
- There is no media of Erith accompanying the Wikipedia article. Every town has some image in wikimedia, even if it’s only a sad little car park with an oversized rubbish bin.
- The Wikipedia article repeatedly assures you that redevelopment is being planned! and the Brexley City Council is working very very hard towards said redevelopment! and the word significantly is used three times in the same paragraph. Very poor editing, that.
- The town’s website contains only three lines on its home page (brace yourself for the grammar): Erith is a town that people outside the area tend not to have heard of. It’s a place where only those in-the-know can correctly pronounce its name. However, Erith is a unique riverside town that has a proud past and a bright future. Welcome to the place we call ‘Earith.’ To hear the word being spoken, click HERE (**click** **link does not work**)
- The name Erith means ‘gravelly landing place’ or ‘muddy harbour’
I doubt you need further clues about the entrancing picturesqueness of the town called Erith; but I simply must leave the following image of the town’s proudest landmark. Sorry. It was too horrific not to share.
(pretty pic of the horses is from adrians_art flickr)
