Aerial view of Maldon. Definitely bigger than a village. My Nanna and Grandad lived in a village. It had one tiny little shop/post office, a pub, a church and a bus service that only ran 3 buses a week through the village to town and back! If you got the bus into town it was an all day event because it didn’t run you back until the evening. The bus driver would drop you right at your cottage door because he knew everyone and where they lived. The postman knocked at the door on the day of my Grandads funeral to confirm what time the service started, he’d been his postman for over twenty years. WiFi doesn’t exist there.... you get my jist....