Easbury Green
Don't
look
for
Easbury
Green
on
a
map
for
the
village
in
West
Sussex
is
imaginary,
as
imaginary
as
Walford,
Weatherfield
or
Warmington-on-Sea.
And
yet
the
story
that
unfolds
in
Easbury
Green
is
a
microcosm
of
rural
Britain.
Despite
the
500
years
it
spans,
Easbury
Green
is
not
a
dry
history
but
a
mirror
shown
to
the
lives,
loves
and
deaths
of
people
who
dwelt
in
places
like
it
in
the
UK,
principally
during the second half of the 20th century.
The
reflection
is
drawn
by
one
who
lived
there
through
it.
Its
inhabitants
displayed
all
the
traits
of
its
society;
they
were
truthful
and
dishonest,
hopeful
and
desperate,
loving
and
hateful,
pathetic
and
admirable, funny and downright horrid.
The
story
evolves
as
the
village
faces
two
wars;
in
1415,
for
reasons
that
will
be
fully
understood
in
the
last
chapter,
through
WW2
and
concluding
in
a
climax that will resonate in the UK today.
As
compelling
as
any
page-turning
thriller,
Easbury
Green is the home of people everybody knows.
