Mon 21 May 2018 16:30Out of all the places that get a bad press in Essex, I really like Canvey Island. It's got an imaginative sea front with dozens of murals of local life and an interesting (and sometimes harrowing) history. You can imagine a real sense of community here too. Today, I've parked up close to the sewage plant.
I'm not quite there yet, and I've stopped near the oddly-named road Antlers. Canvey is interesting in that one-third of the road names are Dutch, but you wonder how much alcohol was consumed at the meetings where they chose the other two-thirds.
As I get older I've been rekindling my interest in non-league football, so I've wandered down to National League South team Concord Rangers. They've always been called Concord Rangers, so it's a bit weird to see "Concord FC" picked out in dark-coloured bricks in the clubhouse. Wikipedia says they are possibly the only club in England named after a beach (Concord beach is half a mile to the east) which is pretty cool.
The gates were unlocked so I wandered up to the pitch, but I could hear voices so I was careful not to make myself too conspicuous. I then realised the voices were coming from a massive caravan park at the back. Made me wonder how many times the ball comes back when it gets kicked over during a match.
Google Maps seems to suggest that you can walk straight down to the seafront, but it turns out you can't - the sewage plant is firmly in the way. By now the smell is so bad I actually feel like I am standing knee-deep in the toilet pit at a festival. You wonder who would choose this place for a caravan holiday, or how cheap the pitches are.
Just a bit of time to walk the long way round to Thorney Beach and enjoy a warmer than expected afternoon on the seafront. As you can see, the place is virtually empty. And the smell has gone. That's why I like Canvey.
Article written Mon 21 May 2018 16:30, last modified Wed 23 May 2018 16:00