From a rise, we looked back and down to a field. It was shiny and looked a bit like bubble wrap. We wondered. Polytunnels perhaps?
Much later, as we started to gather our blackberries we were able to confirm our guess.
I rather liked them close up. The curves of the tunnels against the blue sky.
Celia had heard of people complaining how Kent was turning into a polytunnel county. From down the slope we peered at what was growing, Strawberries, I guessed.
I went closer for a better look.
So when you see those Kentish strawberries they may have come from here. There are an awful lot of them,