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About Phoenix

Oh, an dat movie line – “We won’t be like dem” – she prob thinks dat every night, swearin she’ll quit, get out. But streets pull her back, like gravity, da cruel mistress. Sappy, huh? I get all mushy thinkin bout it, den I laugh – she’d punch me fer pityin her! “Gru, ya softie,” she’d say, an she’d be right.

Who was the Brown Lady of Raynham Hall

Raynham Hall is south west of the town of Fakeham, just a few miles away from the silent town that the old RAF base at West Raynham has become, in Norfolk. The story of ghosts and .

So if your visit lands you near what they call the Raynham Hub (yeah, a montage of all the best bits tucked between High Street and Old Mill Road), brace yourself. Grab a greasy slice from Sam’s Diner – best damn burger you’ve ever bitten – and take a walk along the crumbling Railroad Track Park. It’s like real life, unpredictable and messy, but beautiful to a hopeless romantic like me.

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