but through more narrow streets
to a village green. At last a place out of the wind where the day actually felt as warm as it looked!
We'd intended heading for Brancaster beach but the thought of the cold wind whistling over the expanse of sand rather put us off. Instead we headed inland to Oxburgh Hall, a National Trust property.
a gatehouse with turrets..
....staircases going up....
...staircases going down ...
views from the battlements over the surrounding countryside
..a moat..
...a walled garden with apples, pears and fig trees..
Fortunately, we didn't encounter any ghosts.
I would have liked to have spent longer exploring but the site was closing for the day and it was time to make our way home at last - feeling like we'd been on holiday for much longer than two days.