The English Channel is such a narrow little puddle, you cannot help wondering why no invader has succeeded in crossing it since 1066.

Streak of silver sea.

The Channel is that silver strip of sea which severs merry England from the tardy realms of Europe.

I think there is this huge hole in Shakespeare that you do not know why Macbeth is who he is.

For you dream you are crossing the Channel, and tossing about in a steamer from Harwich, / Which is something between a large bathing-machine and a very small second-class carriage.

The path from Hythe leads, for a little while, along the line of the Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch railway, whose 15in-gauge steam trains run throughout the year from Hythe to Dungeness.