Somewhere out east, pretty much as east as you can go without leaving this isle, is the Southwold coast. A mystifying place…equal parts picturesque seaside town and desolate, barren frontier – largely determined by how kind the weather is feeling. Amongst the eccentric shoreline, raging waves and shiny pier is a beach hut offering respite from the chill wind – the sort that gives you earache. And it’s in this beach hut, that you’ll often find songwriter Matthew P and his makeshift recording studio. That is, when he’s not surfing the, well, ‘challenging’ waves of the Southwold coast… read more
Somewhere out east, pretty much as east as you can go without leaving this isle, is the Southwold coast. A mystifying place…equal parts picturesque seaside town and desolate, barren frontier – largely determined by how kind the weather is feeling. Amongst the eccentric shoreline, raging wave… read more
Somewhere out east, pretty much as east as you can go without leaving this isle, is the Southwold coast. A mystifying place…equal parts picturesque seaside town and desolate, barren frontier – largely determined by how kind the weather is feeling. Amongst the eccentric shoreline, raging waves and shiny pier is a beach hut offering respite from the chill wind – t… read more