I went to Hastings again, and again it was ace. Is there always a happening in town? Maybe. This time the happening was a Fringe Comedy festival. So a heap of Old Town venues had their back rooms overrun by London comedians, like a tiny, work-in-progress Edinburgh.
Did some of the Hastings culture bits this time: Jerwood Gallery, Castle, Winkle Museum where they had a pressed heron and a story about the Queen's golden winkle. What more culture do you need?
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