Today, I got back from the Norfolk broads, as many of you may also have done.
The strange thing about one of the places me and my family went to was that, this town we went through seemed to be solely owned by someone called Roy.
Later, we found that Roy is actually the last name of two people, two brother in fact. The two brothers had a grocery store in the town and then expanded, taking in vast chunks of the town.
'Roy' owned half the today. There was a Chemist, shopping centre, butchers, even the building the McDonalds was in was owned by Roy's.
It felt a bit creepy, to be perfectly honest, like a weird film...
As if this I a weird communist area, controlled by the Roy's and everyone bought Roy's, never questioning anything.
It was weird, to be blunt.
Although, the items in the shops weren't particular expensive, in fact they were positively cheap, in comparison to where I live, in the south.
So, I would strongly advice that you visit Roy's, in the beautifall town of Wroxham- just don't stay too long...