Hadassah Grove

Lark Lane really is quite an odd place, isn’t it? Trudging through the park and stepping onto the bustling thoroughfare that seems to exist completely detached from the rest of the city can be disorienting, as if you’ve stumbled into the Twilight Zone.
Well, it gets weirder. Hadassah Grove is an unincorporated street that sits pretty well hidden off Lark Lane. Being unincorporated means the council won’t touch it and, as such, not much about it has changed since the 1840s when the houses were built.
The first stretch off from the main lane looks like a muddy, unsurfaced track of nothingness, but towards the end it opens up into a bizarre little world, like Lark Rise to Candleford crossed with the Tale of Jermima Puddle-​Duck. It’s an outlandish, outdated pocket of history.
I realise now I may have oversold it. You’re not going to discover a family of people down here who don’t know what a high-​definition TV is or flee when you get your phone out, but it is definitely worth a look, if only to fool unwitting companions into thinking you have a time machine.