We Are Where We Live

Lewes, and the East Sussex it centres, is a peculiar and beguiling composition of the willful, the charmingly wayward, the elegant avoidance of conformity and convention and a poetic appreciation of beauty in all of its forms.

It is a legacy that is committed to by the creatives, makers, thinkers and dreamers who, somehow, end up in its secure cradle in the Downs familiar thanks to a million Ravilious prints.

Lewes is curiosity, colour and sideways thinking. From the exquisite insouciance and ravishing creativity of the Bloomsbury Set living in a world within a world at Charleston to the modernist vision of the dearly departed Charlie Watts. Charlie, always the erudite, the elegant, the chivalrous Stone. Savile Row flannel in a world of crushed velvet. For many years, while London was swinging, Charlie was sauntering around his beloved Lewes buying sable brushes and oils.

Always the same. Always different. An immaculate Bohemian ideal scattered in a bowl cut into the chalky landscape that shimmers in the light reflected off the Channel.

Yes. OK. We love Lewes. We are proudly Lewes