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Jul 31st, 2009 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Cross ChannelTime was when I might have named the families living in every house; well, in the ordinary houses anyway, it was hard to know the people in the big houses, they had little interest in schoolboys on bicycles. Little seemed to change, though it, of course, did; it was just that when you are a child, time lasts very much longer.
There was nothing remarkable about the area. With the exception of one town, now world famous for its pop festival, few people would have heard of most of the…