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Should Sussex be reunited as one county?
- Thread starter Return of the Rev
- Start date
Norman Potting
Well-known member
Having rummaged on t'internet I think Sussex was split into East and West for ecclesiastical purposes long before that. Perhaps we could grab Tunbridge Wells back and annexe Tenterden whilst we are at it, wasted on Kent. Perhaps Canterbury could move in a Monty Python "Crimson Pearl Assurance" sort of way as well, put it on top of Crawley.
The Large One
Who's Next?
If the county is to be re-united, the county town, or 'capital' should be the ancient capital of the old Kingdom - Selsey.
- Aug 7, 2003
- 8,091
Reunite, have only one administrative body and save a fortune in civil service costs.
Lincoln Imp
Well-known member
- Feb 2, 2009
- 5,964
One county and the county town should be the one closer to the centre of the county. Chichester is on the western edge, so Lewes it is.
And a practical point. Royal Mail no longer insists on the county name being put on envelopes so everyone in favour of unification should from now on put just "Sussex". I do.
If we were to unify we should make it fair, take the WE of West and the ST of East and create WEST Sussex. The county town should be Arundel, of course, and we should pass Crawley to Surrey to remove the confusion around the Gatwick / Crawley corridor ... all those in favour say "I".
Thunder Bolt
Silly old bat
Why should Surrey get one of our airports?
Return of the Rev
Well-known member
- Thread starter
- #68
Nothing wrong with Surrey having the airport as long as our missile sites are close to the border
WE WOULD STILL HAVE SHOREHAM AND LYDD
I couldn't find any references to Tunbridge Wells being in Sussex. When was this ?
The South Country
by Hilaire Belloc 1870 - 1953
When I am living in the Midlands
That are sodden and unkind,
I light my lamp in the evening:
My work is left behind;
And the great hills of the South Country
Come back into my mind.
The great hills of the South Country
They stand along the sea;
And it's there walking in the high woods
That I could wish to be,
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
Walking along with me.
The men that live in North England
I saw them for a day:
Their hearts are set upon the waste fells,
Their skies are fast and grey;
From their castle-walls a man may see
The mountains far away.
The men that live in West England
They see the Severn strong,
A-rolling on rough water brown
Light aspen leaves along.
They have the secret of the Rocks,
And the oldest kind of song.
But the men that live in the South Country
Are the kindest and most wise,
They get their laughter from the loud surf,
And the faith in their happy eyes
Comes surely from our Sister the Spring
When over the sea she flies;
The violets suddenly bloom at her feet,
She blesses us with surprise.
I never get between the pines
But I smell the Sussex air;
Nor I never come on a belt of sand
But my home is there.
And along the sky the line of the Downs
So noble and so bare.
A lost thing could I never find,
Nor a broken thing mend:
And I fear I shall be all alone
When I get towards the end.
Who will there be to comfort me
Or who will be my friend?
I will gather and carefully make my friends
Of the men of the Sussex Weald;
They watch the stars from silent folds,
They stiffly plough the field.
By them and the God of the South Country
My poor soul shall be healed.
If I ever become a rich man,
Or if ever I grow to be old,
I will build a house with deep thatch
To shelter me from the cold,
And there shall the Sussex songs be sung
And the story of Sussex told.
I will hold my house in the high wood
Within a walk of the sea,
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
Shall sit and drink with me.
by Hilaire Belloc 1870 - 1953
When I am living in the Midlands
That are sodden and unkind,
I light my lamp in the evening:
My work is left behind;
And the great hills of the South Country
Come back into my mind.
The great hills of the South Country
They stand along the sea;
And it's there walking in the high woods
That I could wish to be,
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
Walking along with me.
The men that live in North England
I saw them for a day:
Their hearts are set upon the waste fells,
Their skies are fast and grey;
From their castle-walls a man may see
The mountains far away.
The men that live in West England
They see the Severn strong,
A-rolling on rough water brown
Light aspen leaves along.
They have the secret of the Rocks,
And the oldest kind of song.
But the men that live in the South Country
Are the kindest and most wise,
They get their laughter from the loud surf,
And the faith in their happy eyes
Comes surely from our Sister the Spring
When over the sea she flies;
The violets suddenly bloom at her feet,
She blesses us with surprise.
I never get between the pines
But I smell the Sussex air;
Nor I never come on a belt of sand
But my home is there.
And along the sky the line of the Downs
So noble and so bare.
A lost thing could I never find,
Nor a broken thing mend:
And I fear I shall be all alone
When I get towards the end.
Who will there be to comfort me
Or who will be my friend?
I will gather and carefully make my friends
Of the men of the Sussex Weald;
They watch the stars from silent folds,
They stiffly plough the field.
By them and the God of the South Country
My poor soul shall be healed.
If I ever become a rich man,
Or if ever I grow to be old,
I will build a house with deep thatch
To shelter me from the cold,
And there shall the Sussex songs be sung
And the story of Sussex told.
I will hold my house in the high wood
Within a walk of the sea,
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
Shall sit and drink with me.
Mocking the home of ARUNDEL? You're insane.
hybrid_x
Banned
- Jun 28, 2011
- 2,225
Posts like this are so stupid.
If it were to happen it's not as if people from east and west would run to eachother for a big hug, or anything at all would change.
Rename the county to bananas, split it into north and south, whatever - all that it would do is change a mental concept of something about a ficticious border that does not really exist.
Things like this are peddled to keep people distracted into things that have no affect upon anything.
If it were to happen it's not as if people from east and west would run to eachother for a big hug, or anything at all would change.
Rename the county to bananas, split it into north and south, whatever - all that it would do is change a mental concept of something about a ficticious border that does not really exist.
Things like this are peddled to keep people distracted into things that have no affect upon anything.
Green Cross Code Man
Wunt be druv
Can't remember when it changed but the south part of Tunbridge Wells, Pantiles etc was part of Sussex.
Are you suggesting RotR is in fact a genius top-secret government agent keeping us stupid with his bafflingly pointless and inane threads? I bet he's behind the Southwick Tunnel closures.
worthingseagull123
Well-known member
- May 5, 2012
- 2,688
What would be the pros and cons though?
I think Worthing should be an independent county.
Worthingshire.
I think Worthing should be an independent county.
Worthingshire.
The Truth
Banned
These jokes are drying up quicker than a middle eastern oil refinery.
If you read Hybrid's post, he GENUINELY seems to be suggesting it. No joke.
The Truth
Banned
You're the only one who's typed "RotR is in fact a genius top-secret government agent keeping us stupid with his bafflingly pointless and inane threads"
funny eh?
pastafarian
Well-known member
when the Sussex revolution starts and the King Of Sussex is overthrown by the anti brigade where will we hold public executions?