east dean
A village so small it probably gets jealous of bigger towns. The people here are loud, loud, and LOUD. They like to talk about everyone else’s business like it’s their full-time job. The beach is nice, but the gossip is worse.
My neighbor told me my dog is stealing her food. I told her my dog’s name is Frank. She now thinks he’s a thief and a lunch thief.
The pub is nice, but the barmaid has the energy of a dead battery. I’ve seen more lively batteries in a science class.
I live here now. I’ve been here three days and my neighbor already knows my dog’s name, my dog’s favorite food, and my dog’s least favorite food.