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I have a confession to make

I went to Canvey Island of my own free will.

Worse than that, I have to admit that I really rather enjoyed it. Is that twisted or what?

In the right light, the place does have a certain je ne sais quoi. Quite what, though, is another matter.

Or as the natives would say: “Pretty. Innit.”

Now that IS shocking!