Wressle castle will do the job nicely, though by way of explanation - the burned out church and local folklore of dark doings actually exists not far from me. Though the place has since been done up and is now occupied by an enterprising artisan. *Our ruin*, will of course ever remain darkly mysterious to residents.

As for the wee seaside town, well I think that's 'just next door' to me already. It's the place my grandparents would take us on a Sunday drive for a paddle. Full of tea shops and suchlike. In fact it's the perfect place to house SO'Ps 'Butter and Cheese and All', because the place is chock full of deli's.

And there simply *must* be a local scandal. Anything involving a vicar, or headmistress, or local councillor caught in kinky leather underwear and/or filching public funds. Preferably the latter to fund the former.