A lot of Brits were upset by the Brexit vote this month, but none more so than the remain voters living in South Woodham Ferrers.

Often seen as a baffling esoteric microcosm, the town shocked the outside world with it’s emotive reaction to the EU referendum result, for many the pain was too much to bear, the result, an accumulation of so much crying that the very town itself barely remained afloat, hardest hit was the surrounding area of The Whalebone Inn, it is thought that the combination of alcohol and drowning sorrows was too much for the local drainage systems to contend with, resulting in the sludgy mess of broken intentions pictured above.

South Woodham Ferrers was once famous for it’s highly loved supermarket and acclaimed award for the highest concentration of hair dressers per square metre, but after this months turmoil the landscape is very different, where the town centre used to reside there is now nothing but boggy marsh land.

All that’s left of the bustling metropolis, this lone wanderer searching for abandoned trolleys to remind him of a time soon to be forgotten.

It’s not all doom and gloom though, there is hope for the future, a small pocket of savvy residents had planned for this situation, and were quick to realise it had come to fruition, fearing this very turn of events they had invested in a fleet of storm proof military grade yachts, we managed to get a carrier pigeon to one of these elite sailors to ask them their plan, it returned with the message “The waters will recede, cities fall, but they are rebuilt, heroes die, but they are remembered, this time we’ll make roads without potholes everywhere”.