On the train
To the big city
It always stops at Manningtree
One of these days
I must stop off
To spend time taking a little look-see
I’d like to stroll along the ancient quay
Sat on the bank of Suffolk’s Stour
n.b. Possible the smallest town in England. It was the centre for the self-appointed Witchfinder General, Matthew Hopkins who, with his associates, had around 300 local women executed for “witchcraft”* in the period 1644-46. Some were slaughtered after he “heard them talking to The Devil.” He was in his 20s when he turned his hand to this evil trade; dead at the age of 28.
*Witchcraft: The behaviour of women that does not conform to male expectations of feminine behaviour; knowledge or understanding of matters beyond masculine experience and interpretation. Not necessarily a bad thing, but how would I know?
Perhaps I won’t stop by after all – although the mudflats look great for bird watching.