On the train out to meet Spencer, I had marvelled at the Pitsea horizon, a nonsensical Thames estuary hillside towering over the mudflats, a Brecon Beacon of waste.

在去见斯宾塞的火车上，我对皮茨西亚的所见之景感到惊叹，它是一个荒谬的景象：泰晤士河河口的山坡高耸于泥滩之上，仿佛是垃圾堆起来的布雷肯比肯斯山。