Dr Syn

Travelled to Dymchurch today, just in time for the Day of Syn celebrations.

This is not as raunchy as it sounds.

Rather it celebrates the novels of Russell Thorndike who wrote about the infamous Dr Syn and the Scarecrow and their band of smugglers here on Romney Marsh.

We have have seen smugglers (cheers), pirates (oooooo arrrrrrr), excise men (booooo) and press gangs offering the Kings shilling to anyone foolhardy enough to accept.

Smugglers have been trying to land illicit contraband and soldiers have been firing muskets and canons.

We found a quiet area of the beach to walk the dogs along.




Pssshh, does anyone want some French lace cheap??