Amazing weather in Suffolk ensured that the Spitfire got another late summer run out - this time to the lost city of (the bells!) Dunwich - Thence onto Snape which was as always very twee and now somwewhat unfortunately over developed - the stunning view at the back of the concert hall and the marsh reeds are still beautiful though and it is no wonder that Benjamin Britten wanted to be buried amongst them, when his final request was poo pooed by the local authorities his coffin was touchingly lined with reeds from these very marshes...
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was BB not a bit of a PDFphile?
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