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They walked the streets of Dagenham to find a gastropub - free range chicken, seasonal vegetables - but found only a local called BECON TREE. Looking for an all-you-can-eat carvery they found a DIY carnival : a complete roast dinner inside a Yorkshire pud. Seasonal, free, they waked the streets of Dagenham.

Dudley Moore like Jude the Obscure - from Dagenham County High wins an apprenticeship to Magdalen College Oxford (his mother, when he was born, looked at his club foot & said "this isn't my son"). The BBC said on his death: His humble origins & Dagenham twang made him feel inadequate among the upper-class students . When playing piano in the College Chapel his self- doubt whispered : You shouldn't belong here . With one leg shorter than the other he used to use one of his mother's shoes to reach the pedals. This was the kind of thing Peter Cook made Dud an emotional killing from. But Dud did a generic same with Dagenham in the Derek & Clive sketches. Unlike Jude a door opened HOLLYWOOD & years later from his balcony - Hawaiian shorts and brandy - he wrote 42 letters back to his schoolteacher in Dagenham to say he always thought they were basically kind of the same

Two mornings consecutive the Dagenham Fox has come to see us. On Saturday asleep in a ring of grass, today in haunches on next door's shed. As Dagenham is both London Borough & Essex - as if a water drop could run inside a full glass - the fox, in terrace-red coat patched black, is both of the city & of the grass. We held Pavel at the window as we watched him stoop towards the full black sheep of the binbags

April snow snuffs out the Spring blossom of Dagnams. A door. An engine. Gary, Gary blows down the street as if the word is an order, bearing testimony

I read an article in The Guardian a few days ago in which the jouralist wanted to defend the 'working class' and probed: "would we talk of any other minority group like this?". The assumed 'we' of his readership speaks, I suppose, for his press. I had breakfast in the Family Cafe in Dagenham - a Sunrise Scramble (eggs, tomato, mushrooms, buttered toast) - and the newspapers fanned free on the tables were The Sun and The Star . The 'we' he assumed spoke for what he supposed to be true. And his press. Red tops, tomato sauce bottles that congeal then crust the plastic spouts. How can being interested in how the world works presuppose a condition of non-working class?