I love Maldon. Having grown up just 20 minutes away, I’ve always had a fondness for the town and have spent much of my life here: I’ve enjoyed hundreds of dog walks and ice creams in Promenade Park, ...
I never thought I’d be frightened by a building named after pasta, but there I was in a bundle of nerves, parked across the street from Dayton’s reputedly haunted locale, the Spaghetti Warehouse: a ...