18 <strong>August</strong> - 2 September <strong>2018</strong> Artists & Makers Trails across Lewes, Newhaven, Seaford and the surrounding villages Celebrating 25 years artwavefestival.org • @artwavefestival
WALK ............................. Jamie Crawford Exploring the edgelands Storyteller Jamie Crawford knows that you needn’t go far to find the wilderness. It might just be over the garden wall, where the orderly streets fragment into ragged edges, before becoming the managed farmland and open countryside beyond. It’s these liminal spaces, these ‘edgelands’ that Jamie’s been exploring for years, particularly the ones around his hometown of Newhaven. I join him for a four-mile walk, a preview of the one he’ll lead later this month for the Newhaven Festival. My grandparents lived in Newhaven, my dad worked out of the harbour and I spent my childhood running along the breakwater and swimming at West Beach, so I think I know my way around. But, within ten minutes of meeting Jamie at the Fort, we’re out on cliff tops, strafed by wild birds and exploring places I’ve never been before. We loop back eastward, towards the town, strolling past houses with an ‘off-the-grid’ air, views for days and goats in the garden. It barely seems possible that we’re within a couple of hundred meters of the A259, but I know that we must be. We stop at the Newhaven Community Garden, a friendly patch tended by green-fingered locals, with raised beds, a fantastic treehouse and a perfect storytelling nook enclosed by a living willow wall. It’s fitting that Jamie should share the odd story: some local history, some Sussex folklore and others from further afield that chime with the location. Tales of derring-do in WWII, the curious tale of Ho Chi Minh and his association with the town, and the story of Cadwallader and the goats. Beyond the garden gate, the road picks up again. Tracks turn to tarmac and we’re briefly in a modern housing estate, before slipping between the houses, down an overgrown path and into the unexpected verdant cool of Meeching Down woods. We emerge blinking into a sunlit path, the air full of the scent of privet hedges and roses growing through the chain-link fence. We head down hill, passing the old workhouse with stories of workers picking oakum, and stop off at the 12th-century St Michael’s Church. At every turn there are extraordinary views out to sea, across the rooftops and up the Ouse valley to Piddinghoe, or over to Bishopstone. We continue on down to the quayside, with stories of the Sussex tradition of long-rope skipping ‘to wake up the earth’, and of Elsie Piddock, of Glynde, who skipped in her sleep. Myth and memory slip and slide as they do in all the best stories. We’ve been gone for three hours, and I’ve been happily lost for most of it, safe in the knowledge that the Newhaven I thought I knew is just through the hedge. Lizzie Lower Newhaven Secret Edgelands Walk, Sunday, 19th, 2.45-6pm, meeting point: Newhaven Fort car park, by the curved bench. (BN9 9DS) Tickets £9. Ages 12+. Not suitable for dogs. newhavenfestival.co.uk Photo by Lizzie Lower ....57....