Tuesday, 13 March 2012

Day 130: Ghost Tits

Special sexy red
Today takes me up the A5 (not a euphemism).  Long, straight and distinctly Roman.  Skirting the Hertfordshire village of Flamstead, a fast ribbon of road with scrubby verges sparsely punctuated by a series of shabby establishments.  They unfold with a sense of narrative charm.  A couple of basic chain hotels - Premier Inn and Holiday Inn Express.  (Bed?  Check.)  A Little Chef and a dubious-looking curry house.  (Nosebag?  Check.)  And a pub.  'The Junction 9' - which offers 'Exotic Dancers' - from 1pm.  You can tell that it's a special, sexy pub, because it's been painted special, sexy red.  (Daytime tits n' beer?  Check.). 

Ferrers goes starkers
From the ridiculous to the sublime.  Past Markyate Cell - a beautiful Tudor house nestled in the Ver valley running alongside the A5.  It was home to the notorious Katherine Ferrers (aka The Wicked Lady - widely believed to be the highwaywoman who terrorised the area).  She supposedly haunts the house and grounds, and also Nomansland Common near St Albans - the scene of many of her crimes.  Her ghost is keen on swinging from trees, totally starkers.  Wicked.  Or just exotic? 

That's Hertfordshire for you.  Not only daytime tits.  Ghost tits as well.

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