Yet the building and the exhibition it once hosted represents an important turning point in our history, - the decade in which Britain transformed itself from a leading mercantile nation into a global imperial power. Somehow it felt fitting that hardly anything survives now other than the forlorn figure of a man in a turban - an inadvertent metonym for the unjustly colonised.
After a little over an hour we reached the M20 and soon we were installed in the Drum Inn's camping field. It looks peaceful, however the village of Stanford is less than half a mile from the M20, which makes it ideal for a stop before a morning tunnel crossing or the ferry, but it does suffer somewhat from road noise. Nevertheless, we pronounced the place a welcome relief from the stress of London.
|Dover looked peaceful enough,.....|