Our Atelier were asked, as we came to the end of our visit, what our knee-jerk reaction was to Berwick. For me, Berwick would be that person who was always photo-ready. The Blue Splat stood out so much for me because it was ‘out of order’ to the rest of the near perfect, litter-free, immaculate townscape. There was something almost suspicious about the perfection, the Blue Splat a revolt.

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