Alright, maybe that headline is a bit much. But you can stick your Kent, that I do know! From where I’m sat right now in my house in Southend, I can see Kent in the distance, ruining an otherwise beautiful view of the Essex riviera, the inhabitants probably over there feeling smug about all the hipsters who relocated from Hackney Wick to Margate. I’m shaking my fist at you, people of Kent!
It is probably not healthy for the soul to adopt such a combative siege mentality about where you’re from to the point that you refuse to take your family on daytrips to the Kent coast (heard it’s nice, refuse to believe it), just because you consider it a betrayal, but I am who I am.
