Wimpy #2: Sittingbourne

I don’t think it makes no diffrents where you start the telling of a thing. You never know where it begun realy. No moren you know where you begun your oan self. Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban. Don’t let the sadness of Sittingbourne infect your soul. Faversham resident, Adam Boult. Time for that difficult secondContinue reading “Wimpy #2: Sittingbourne”

A Wimpy Journey

For years, I’ve had an idea for a “Wimpy book”. Obsessed with the retro burger chain as a teenager, I would rate and rank every branch via crucial, exacting and childish criteria like “greasiness of chef”, “busy-ness of restaurant” (the emptier the better) and “proximity to my house”. From what I remember, the Penzance branchContinue reading “A Wimpy Journey”