Continuing my resolution not to be sarcastic about Essex!
Bradwell on Sea Travel Blog› entry 55 of 87 › view all entries
I had a day off, trapped in Essex, and I was determined not to let it go to waste, staring at my laptop in my parents' living room. I decided to be a tourist for the day. Dad was back in teh hospital, and I am officially banned from going in unless I promise not to point out all the things that my hospital does better, that are in contravention of good practice, or just irritate me. Mum's texts made it quite clear that I couldn't make that promise, so it was better if I went in later when things were a bit more settled and there was less I could threaten to "highlight my concerns" about. So off I went touristing, in my own home peninsula - a tiny little peninsula, home to about a thousand over modified Ford Fiestas and loads of seabirds.
No, I did NOT break the resolution. That is absolutely factual.
There are many other things in the Dengie (referred to by my least favourite ex as the Dingie, framed by the river Backwater - you can see why he gets the least favourite title). There is a lot of sky, for a start - amazing, huge skies, because there are no hills and precious few buildings. There are wooden clapboard houses, some sheep, and the oldest church in England, out beyond Bradwell on Sea.
St Peter's On the Wall was built by St Ced, about a decade after the Romans left, to convert the wild Saxons who had driven the Romans away. The chapel is made of old bricks and stones he pinched from the walls of the Roman Fort of Othona, which is where the name comes from. It was a site of pilgramage for a while, with links to the great monasteries at Lindisfarne and in Scotland.
The Dengie has a sort of ridge up the middle, where you can see the rivers and the barges under sail. It is as close to a view as... sorry. There is a really lovely view from the ridge, especially towards sunset, and the view is really quite nice. There are also other curiosities, such as the sign offering "bull's eggs" for sale, and... OK. I am out of things to say now. Oh, there is a decommissioned nuclear power station, and apparently the sea is full of warm water fish because of its cooling systems, but I don't know if that's still true.
I think that again, you are unlikely to ever be here, but if you are, it is much nicer than people (and my ex) make out. Briefly. It will take about an hour, so it's quite a way out to come otherwise. Tomorrow I'm going to London.