A Foreign Conspiracy

I was transported back in time and space when I moved to Newbury a couple of years ago. Newbury is a small English town situated by the river Kennet. It could be best described as a neighbourhood being pulled straight out of a Jane Austen book and put on the map of England, right in the heart of Berkshire. The tranquillity of this small town remains undisturbed, in spite of the fact that it is not the 18th Century anymore.

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