Face-off!

Conor has been training hard for this. Fight tomorrow, can’t say I’m looking forward to it. Just hope he wins with no damage.

This jaunt wasn’t planned with me coming along. Plan was for me to be in Wales but Caitlin had things pre-booked, so as it turns out that was fortunate.

Shepherds Hut on a farm just one hour away. White Horse Farm (WHF).

Met by the friendly owner Rob. Lovely plot and weather brilliant.

Inside its lovely and cosy.

Off to local and early night.

Went for walk in the morning and saw a family of hares playing in the next field. Really amazing. Find hares rather magical. Didn’t have a camera, damn.

On Saturday went to Framligham castle. Walked the walls.

Half term week in GC. Palm Oasis of course. Arrived late Saturday night, ground floor. Pizza, bed.

Sunday at Perschel Beach Club. Fabulous. Dinner amazing, and 2 bottles of excellent wine. Probably excessive but hey YOLO and all that.

We first came here Oct 2020 before we went to Center Parcs. I had thought about it regularly but had forgotten exactly where it was.

We drove up after work Friday, Mrs B’s unerring directional guidance system seems to have been hacked so our journey took in the sights of Walsingham and other narrow backroads. No rush…

Keys, room, dump bags, beers. Bite to eat, bed.

After excellent breakfast we headed out for walk to Holkham along the beach. Considering we are both still suffering from an attack of Covid arguably optimistic. Alice insisted we leave the hotel square via one corner that was in the direction of the sea, I said it was the opposite but off we went. Thirty minutes later, back to our start point, no rush.

Lucky with the weather, sunny and dry, no wind. The walk from Wells to Holkham via the beach has to be a classic, stunning.

Started to notice dogs everywhere, even though sign says No Dogs. Dogs everywhere is a running theme through the weekend. Already had enough of dogs.

We intended to walk to Holkham and have a beer and lunch in The Victoria. However, closed to non-residents. A bugger…..but we then caught the coastal bus. Well, I can’t tell you how excited I found Alice once I walked up the stairs to find her front of the top deck gripping the handrail with a huge grin. We both laughed all the way back to Wells (all of 10 minutes), not sure why, maybe somehow took us back to the school bus.

Corn Mill Sunday Lunch

One of my favourite places to sit and think. And rather noisy.

So why not add a post.

This is the wildest I have seen the river and still unbelievably there are kayakers riding through this.