Blogstones for milestones, Blogsbody's Continuing Story of Cressroads, a microcosm of small town UK at the start of the 21st century - although more than a handful of its haves as well as have-nots would argue otherwise - has posted a trail of 40 blogs to mark out the territory for developing a cast of 500 with a claim to a place in a series of BBC films featuring British eccentricity.

They are the inhabitants of Hampshire's watercress capital of the world, its Georgian market town called Alresford, population 5,200 and attracting twice their number to an annual May festival celebrating what remains of the town crop, after scores of swans munch through hundreds of thousands of pounds worth of their green, green cress of home every start to every year.

Exotic dead meat but for their royal protection from the likes of catapults and firearms - and, after word of it spilled out of the blog, another tale of the watercress beds made national and local news.

All thanks to the blog's adopted TV producer Freddie Rostand, who explains: “I make it my business to seek out people who are interesting or unusual; ideally both.”

Enter Kim Carmichael, the blog's agony aunt, moonlighting between managing Avington's Pinder Centre, a registered charity supporting over 100 patients weekly with hydrotherapy, physiotherapy and aromatherapy treatments.

Alias Ruby Rangoon, Kim is followed by Gazza-the-Garden, wheeling his lawnmower down fashionable Broad Street. Next, Sartorial Simon, whose Prizebyte hosts Blogsbody's Continuing Story of Cressroads; and his wife Kay-the-Kamera, official photographer to the blog. Then, retired stockman turned newshound Henry Dogsbloggy, wishing there was a Page 3 to give space to some of his 'old Tichborne cows'.

Only seconds between them, the founding half-dozen are sandwiched into Freddie's three-minute film taking a day to shoot and almost as long to edit.

His closing frames feature 'Blog Central' - The Arms at Tichborne – a medieval tavern steeped in the incredible story of a 21-stone Australian butcher, who conned the Tichborne family into believing he was their long-lost heir and sparked the greatest fraud case of all time.

But everything is strictly above bar for the village without a hall, school or public building to call its polling station as election fever 2009 catches on in the countdown to casting votes for seats come up for grabs in the Fourth-of-June European Parliament as well as Hampshire County Council elections.

When, as over the past two decades, Tichborne's Arms will again double as a polling station. And where, just days ago, UKIP candidate Brian Clark, a nearby Ovington church warden and retired man from the Pru', elected successfully to down a real ale in search of a proposer for his nomination papers.

“Sign here,” he held out a pen - as only an insurance salesman learns how - to one Primmer, a second and then a third.

Newsflash! Sponsorship of Blogsbody's forthcoming coverage of election fever in Cressroads is via Gra - in Gaelic, 'ghra' means love - and the aforementioned team of five-plus-one give thanks to witty William of Winchester for imbibing at their suggestion box in the bar of the Arms – www.blogsbody.co.uk