Another Tunbridge Wells blog?
Over recent months I’ve stumbled across a lot of blogs about Tunbridge Wells and, frankly, most of them were a bit shit. So I’m writing one myself, because, at worst, it’ll be a bit shit too.
I’ve lived here 35 years (yes, I’m that old) and I know for certain that not everyone here is posh, rich, owns an Aga and spends their spare time being Mary fecking Berry and arranging flowers. Sadly, the blogosphere (yeah, I said it) of T.Wells doesn’t seem to depict any level of reality.
So, here’s me. Largely dysfunctional, sweary, 30-something who lives in a small 1 bed flat, shared with a cat called Sausage and a Charlie (the boyfriend, not the white stuff).
Not a clue what I’ll write about, but rest assured it won’t be a about a fucking Aga.