The Rest of our Norfolk Break

 With three blog posts already, I could be going on forever about our few days in Norfolk, so here's the best of the rest (though to be fair the whole holiday was wonderful)

First Cromer, 'an esplanady sort of place' according to A C Swinburne; at night as the sun set and its lights began to twinkle along the pier and prom, and by day with the sea retreating leaving damp sand to walk on, even under the pier where water had swirled the night before.

Norwich in the evening, with secretive little alleys, and huge illuminated public buildings. I was reluctant to leave the seaside and go into town this evening, but I definitely want to go back and visit properly - just maybe when the sun and sea aren't so appealing.

Wells-next-the-Sea which is, I think, my favourite place along Norfolk's north coast. There are fishing boats, amusement arcades, walks besides the marshes, chip shops, quaint narrow streets away from the touristy bustle - everything for a seaside holiday.

Either first or last stop on our Norfolk holidays is Hunstanton - this time it was the last. For an East Anglian resort, it oddly looks west, across the Wash towards Skegness. A walk along the prom to see the pier-less pier, and a visit to Boston Square have become part of our routine. I'd hoped to be able to walk along the beach to Old Hunstanton, but tide and time were against me - something to attempt next time we're here.

Three Days Away - an almost holiday

I've been on holiday! 

Not a longhaul flight to somewhere exotic, not even a month in the country, but three days in Norfolk. To you it may not sound exciting but, apart from overnight stays to visit my youngest daughter, and trips to Curious Arts and Timber festivals, this is the nearest I've had to a proper holiday in years.

We were extremely lucky with the weather, considering the rain and floods elsewhere. Sometimes we carried coats 'in case' but once we reached Norfolk the skies were blue and sunny.

























We visited stately homes and gardens, wandered round the seaside towns of  Norfolk's north coast, ate in beachside cafes and sitting on harbour walls, popped into Norwich one evening for a book launch at the Bicycle Shop (which doesn't sell bikes), walked along the edge of salt marshes and beaches, and even went paddling.

I have lots and lots of photos which no doubt I'll end up sharing here in various different posts, but for now here's a taster ... Belton and Peckover on the way there, Cromer for fish and chips in the evening, Felbrigg, cromer again (and paddling!) Mundesley, Norwich at night, Blickling, Wells-next-the-Sea, Burnham Deepdale, and Hunstanton on the way home. A busy three days.

There was just one downside - that it was hard to be away from home without remembering why it was even possible. There has to be a first time though and, in that respect, I'm glad it's over.

I've now planned a longer break (though still not a week) to Scotland later this month, and I'm starting to think about autumn adventures.