Perhaps not that glamorous in
the global scheme of things, but remembered fondly as the nearest town to
where I spent my formative years. It is strange how you take familiar
things for granted; I daily passed by some beautiful houses and a 12th
century church and it was only when they started to demolish the neo-Gothic
"Gods" of King Alfred's School, that I understood what Betjeman had been
campaigning about.
Legend has it that this is where King Alfred
burnt the cakes and there even used to be a tea shop called King Alfred's
Kitchen, now a Thai restaurant. Amongst his many legacies, education
and law. Not bad for a day's work.
I would like to think that the school I attended was founded by him, there
are certainly remnants of a school building dating from that period, though
inconveniently it is located under the adjacent primary school. |