According to brochures for Sherborne, the town in northwest Dorset, England, is "a small, historic market town boasting a vibrant culture and prestigious schools." To the over-60s and commuting city workers who dump their kids in its private schools, this may well be the case.For everyone else here, it's a swept-under-the-rug existence. The buses shuttle in the grey tourism to see the historic Abbey, or to eat sticky toffee pudding. You get the feeling that those who run the town aren't too excited about the idea of the oldies seeing us and spoiling the scenic views.
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The wealth divide here is pretty stark. A street of houses worth just short of a million each, with lavish furnishings and high-end cars in the driveways, have huge gardens backing into rows of terraced council housing.There are two or three months of summer every year, though. That's when everyone enjoys the beautiful countryside, gets mashed in it, and fucks and fights each other in it. But then it's back to being wet and feeling miserable.See more of Bill's work here.Does your town or city qualify for paradise status? Feel free to send your pitches to ukphotoblog@vice.com. Don't be shy.
