Fanzine Ynfytyn 27- Solitude Stand­ing digit­al version

In 2016 I left London to house sit in the small town where my grand­par­ents had lived. After a sequence of unfor­tu­nate events involving elec­tri­cians and train strikes I ended up spend­ing the whole summer pretty much alone in a town full of old people, where I knew no-one and there was very little to do, and I had very little in-person contact with other people. A situ­ation a lot of other people can relate to at the moment I think.

Robert Smith’s Cabbages

A couple of years ago I went down to Aldwick, near Bognor Regis for the summer to house-sit a relative’s house. I ended up being stran­ded there due to a lengthy train strike. Robert Smith of the Cure is prob­ably the only famous local resid­ent. The owner of one of the local shops told me where he lived, and I went along to see it once out of curi­os­ity. The house was dull and expens­ive look­ing, but the beach it stands next to was much more Robert Smith like, with windswept shingle like Dunge­ness and rare sea cabbages. I never bothered to look at Robert Smith’s house again, but I made many trips to the beach because I liked it so much. I was usually the only person there.

Fanzine Ynfytyn 27

I’ve done a new zine about that time in 2006 I acci­dent­ally spent a whole summer alone in Bognor Regis. For £2.50 you get both the zine and the mini zine I made at the time for the 24 hour zine chal­lenge. Find them here.