From the west Essex is London overspill sedate suburbia docks and cranes over the River Lea
heading to the flat lands washed by the Thames encroached by innumerable creeks and waterways.
From the east it's postcard-pretty countryside dotted with watermills and windmills idyllic
landscapes ancient churches and stately homes with a rich history of religious dissent
utopian visions and red raw radicalism. In other words the essence of England.
