I escaped Totnes. But only just

Totnes is like any other small town in England insofar as there are limited shops and people will try to sell you mouldy produce at an ‘organic’ price. Other than that, it’s a different world. This is the same place that started its own currency – albeit unsuccessfully. The same place that fought back against Costa Coffee and won. And the place where, one day a year, people lose their minds over the prospect of an orange being rolled down a hill. Make of that what you will. 

I moved to Totnes after university. I grew up in London, which makes me pretentious and impatient. Totnes can also be pretentious, though it is certainly not impatient. I am incredibly grateful for my time there, no matter that I was left a tired and jaded drinker.