It could only be Totnes!

Having headed southwest, it seemed like we’d headed due east, to Bohemia. This beautiful, ancient town, complete with castle, is in a time warp all of its own. Walking up and around the main shopping street, called Fore Street round here, the characters there were straight out of a cult beatnik movie.

By the river sat a man dressed in bright yellow, with dreadlocks, drinking water and smoking something I didn’t want the kids to inhale. Another man in purple suit and headdress bid me ‘good morrow’!

Others passed by with shabby clothes and spectral hair colours.

This was Totnes!