following is a chapter from my memoir:
EEL PIE DHARMA - a memoir / haibun - © 1990 Chris Faiers
Chapter 22 - LavenhamMy father came over to visit me one summer. He wanted to see how his son was doing, of course, and he wanted to show me Newmarket, the little town he was raised in. He had rented a car, and after visiting me in the hotel for a day or so, we drove into Suffolk, a county to the north east of London.
Like much of England, it was like driving back in time. Little villages on narrow, hedge-lined roads winding through neat fields. On the outskirts of one village we even had to drive the little Escort across a cattle crossing - the road dipped into a stream bed, and we had to slowly cross through half a foot of lazily moving trout stream:
To make his point further, my Dad asked if anyone in the pub was named Faiers. All the locals nodded assent, and then he asked, "How many of you spell Faiers F-A-I-E-R-S?" Again all nodded assent, and Eric said, "A round for all the Faierses in the house!" The locals didn't seem to mind this bit of show-boating by the dapper little Yank with his longhaired son, and everyone drank a toast to the name Faiers:
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