1066 and all that!
Mere yards away, maybe even on the exact spot on which Iâd stood, William the Conqueror had set foot in England for the first time. Nearly 1,000 years on, what would he have made of the sight of New Mobes, our Swift Bolero? Iâm sure he would have been impressed by the machineâs ability to allow its inhabitants the ability to âconquerâ pastures newâŚ
We had made it, finally, to Pevensey Bay and, specifically, Cannon Camping Park; a place we had long wanted to come to. In the millennium since William arrived, plenty have cast a longing, if nefarious, eye towards this coastline. However, aided by Martello Towers and Spitfires, plus some spectacular natural cliffs, such aggressors have been foiled, leaving us free to enjoy the natural and historical treasures of East Sussex.
We had travelled from Nottingham via four very pleasant days in neighbouring West Sussex, intending to spend a couple of nights in Brighton and then a further four or five in Pevensey Bay. We ended up adding extra nights. Thatâs motorhoming for you!
Our journey along the south coast saw us stopping at Worthing for a peek at the famous pier and then onwards to Brighton via the incongruously industrial Shoreham-by-Sea and into East Sussex at regal
