Autumnal Musings

Today was quite magical.  It is the end of the third week of October, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and it is warm.  The outside was calling, after all you have to take advantage of anything above 10 degrees in October. I headed for Felbrigg Hall.  It is probably my most favourite place to visit, in any season, but Autumn is especially wonderfuldsc_0293

 

The House itself is owned by The National Trust and woods are free to enter all year around, subject to a parking fee of £2.00 (free if you are a NT member)  You never see many folk in the woods, it is peaceful and the wildlife I saw today was amazing.  Squirrels hunting and clambering about in the trees, Jays, Woodpeckers and all manner of birdlife carousing in the trees, mushrooms and toadstools poking up from the leaf mould, a deer here and there peeking shyly out from the dying bracken.  It was all just very magical.dsc_0296

 The trees around the house are quite dark, yews and firs.  They look quite menacing to my over active brain today.  A bit like entering Narnia before the house comes into view through the trees. They give way to the more soft and rustling beeches, just starting to turn a russet brown which will soon turn to the magnificent copper and fiery hues of late autumn.  I wondered who C L was, they carved their initials into one of the beech trees in 1959

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The Hall itself is not huge, it is a manageable size house, one you could almost imagine living in yourself.  Being always curious of doors marked private I booked myself into the Cellars and Attics tour, which was fascinating.  At one point you could peer up at the people walking in the state rooms through the cracks in the floorboards, the dust falling into your eyes.  What an exciting place to be!  The attics had a bit more sinister secret to tell.  One of the bedrooms was decorated in a rather vivid green printed wallpaper.  It was said that the two occupants of the room, spinster sisters of the owner, developed a terrible illness and subsequently died.  It was later discovered the wallpaper was printed using arsenic!  The attics house all manner of boxes and cupboards.  I wanted to open all of them!  Redundant taxidermy, trunks with clothing in, and countless paintings and old photographs.  It is currently being sifted through. Who knows what treasures they might unearth.  

The Orangery outside is again a very tranquil place with evidence of passed prized specimens.  At the moment there is a large model of the hall, it looks decidedly haunting!

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Last pitstop before heading the the tea room was the second hand book shop.  Not as vast as the one at Blickling Hall but equally as fascinating.  I bought three books including a wonderfully illustrated first edition on London for £1!

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I would throughly recommend you visit the Hall, there is also a perfect walled garden, which really comes into its own in the spring time.

 

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Micro Flight

Not many folk will know but living in Cromer we are close to an international airport.  No, not Norwich, but Northrepps International.  This rural, well run and supported private airfield is owned by Chris Gurney, who also acts as chief air traffic controller.

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Having watched the microlights, small planes, and para gliders fly overhead at the weekend I just happened to make a flippant remark to Mike, my partner, ‘I really should do that one day’

Now Mike, is like an elephant, he never forgets.  We do go up to the airfield regularly as you simply cannot beat one of Cherry’s fry ups on a Sunday morning (trust me it’s the best breakfast on the coast, try it The Cabin Crew Diner)  Kevin, who takes up passengers in his microlight was bustling about as usual.  Whist I was ordering our breakfast I noticed Mike talking to him,  my heart sort of flipped a little as I had an idea about what.  The next thing I knew I was booked in, I had to go back and get my camera and put some trainers on, but I was taking off in less than 30 minutes.  No time at all to panic or get stressed.

Kevin was brilliant, calm and organised.  We got strapped into the machine and suddenly we were bumping along the grass runway.  I tried to make some intelligent conversation about, how it worked etc, but I felt myself tensing up and wondering what the heck I was doing.

I heard Chris telling us to take off at our leisure.  Then…….we were up!

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The movement of the microlight took a little bit of getting used to, its a bit like a motor bike, you got to relax and go with it.   Kevin flew us towards Overstrand where we live and we circled a few times.  I was absolutely blown away by the completely different perspective you get of a place from the air.

The countryside is beautiful, you can see the criss crosses of the hedges, the tops of the trees and the layout of the villages below.  But nothing prepared me for the coastline.  I felt as if I was flying over some Caribbean beach.

The sea was so blue, all different shades.  I could quite clearly see the edge of the famous chalk reef, that harbours all the wonderful crabs and lobsters Cromer is famous for.  The pier at Cromer looked magnificent.  In the far distance we could see Scolt head and the swirling sands.

dsc_0017All too soon my 30 minutes was up.  We headed back to the airfield.  My fears forgotten, elation at its highest.

If you get an opportunity to do this, grab it with both hands, take your camera, but don’t forget to take in the moment too and gaze out at the birds eye view of this beautiful part of England.

To book call Kevin at Northrepps International Airfield.

Banksy of the Beach – Manonabeach

Being someone who has to always ‘live on the edge’ not in the sense that I am an adrenaline junkie, but in that I have to live near the sea, I was intrigued by Manonabeach.

 

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To explain a little further!

A few years ago a very enthusiastic gentleman burst through our office doors explaining he was stopping random strangers on the beaches of Great Britain and beyond and asking them the question “What does the beach mean to you?”  He would film their response.  I think at the time we did not really understand the concept and my boss listened politely and he disappeared.  I never forgot his enthusiasm for life and all things beach and I stumbled upon him on Twitter having launched my own business Crabpot Cottages. His website now is a cornucopia of delights, with beautiful photography and a plethora of vignettes filmed on the beach, asking beach goers the question ‘What does the beach mean to you?”  It is a must visit website for anyone interested in our beautiful and varied coastline.

 

You don’t ever see The Man, he remains an enigma, a voice, which makes it all the more intriguing. He simply films a snap shot of a particular beach, selects a random stranger and listens.  The love for our beaches is clear.  Everyone filmed has a story to tell, and it is fascinating.  Memories come flooding back, childhood, family, holidays, reflection, passion, isolation, freedom every emotion it seems is bought out by a walk on the beach.

So I asked myself the question, ‘What does the beach mean to me?”

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Having lived all my life within a few miles of the beach, and having a father who comes from the Shetland Islands I think it is completely in my blood. I almost get slightly anxious if I have not been ‘to the edge’ in a while.  The beach has always been a place of safety, of retreat in bad times.  A haven in fun times.  A thinking space, a creative space, somewhere to clear my head.  To just sit and be.  It is my go to place.  I have so many memories of the beach it is hard to pick out my favourite times, but I think the time my fiancé and myself bought two comfortable chairs, and took them down to the beach for the first time is certainly one of them.  We are getting on a bit and the rug on the sand was just not cutting it anymore, so we invested in the chairs.  We always BBQ and have a bottle of fizz handy and on this occasion we took our wet suits and had a moonlight swim, which was magical.  After the swim, BBQ and fizz we fell asleep in the chairs, it was a warm balmy night, and I woke up to a pitch black sky filled with stars, three hours later.  We somehow gathered all our stuff together and walked home feeling elated and alive.

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Summer is wonderful and I love sharing the beach with the holiday makers.  That first burst of excitement as the children tear down the ramp onto the sand, bucket and spades in hand. Sandy picnics and cricket. Holidays are so important and we pride ourselves in helping make memories to last a lifetime in our properties.

Winter is a more private time, the beach is empty apart from a few hardy folk, but this is the elemental raw time in Norfolk.  When the coastline takes control again.  The wind rips your ears off, the sand blasts your face, the seals with their haunting call that sounds like children crying.

 

Manonabeach captures all of this and more, I am wildly jealous that I did not think of this concept as I think he has my perfect job.

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Norfolk Swell – Wipe Out

If you can catch a wave in Norfolk you can catch a wave anywhere.  So the saying goes in the surfing fraternity!

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Ok so it’s not Waikiki or Newquay but Cromer has a flourishing surf culture which is growing every year. The Glide Surf School run by Benjamin Kewell was started up in 2007 and has gone from strength to strength, bringing this coolest of sports to the east coast. Surfing has been around on this coastline since the 1970s and Norfolk surfers are a pretty hardy bunch, they have the freezing North Sea to contend with, but with the advent of insulated and even heated wet suits they are out there in all weathers and seasons.   The waves are less frequent than in Cornwall but when they come the die hard surfers arrive and the beach takes on a whole new look.

It is now quite Normal for Norfolk to see a guy or gal walking through Cromer carrying a surf board heading for the beach.  The joy being a beach that is not crowded,  plenty of open space and a great sense of camaraderie.

Lessons for the complete beginner are available at the school, and is perfect for children, although the day I went to take a look a group of ‘older’ folk were giving it a go and all had huge grins on their faces!

The experience of surfing can have an incredible effect on the lives of those who try it. The Glide Surf School has teamed up with the charities Surf Relief, Surfable and Lifeworks to offer any young person aged under 18 years with a recognised disability subsidised small ratio (pupil : instructor) surf sessions.

To further complement the surf school a really cool shop Wet Dog sells all you need to be a cool surfie.   Advice on which wet suit to buy, and all the latest beach and lifestyle brands to choose from.

All in Cromer!

The surf school can be contacted on07966 392227/01263 805005

or their website is glidesurfschool.co.uk

A short video can be viewed here, well worth a watch. Crabtown Shorts by Martin Howell – Beautifully filmed and edited with great music.

 

 

 

A Blog about Blogg

 

HENRY BLOGG

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‘He knew what his boat could do and, as nearly as a man may, what the sea could do.’

 

Henry Blogg was probably the most famous lifeboatman that ever was. In his 53 year service to the RNLI he helped save 873 lives.

He was awarded three gold medals, and 4 silver by the RNLI plus the George Cross and the British Empire medal.

Henry lived all his life in Cromer, born to the sea, his stepfather was a crab fisherman and Henry left school at aged 11 to learn the ropes.

He served tirelessly until he was aged 71 over ten years over retirement age.

At the end of the 19th century and into the beginning of the 20th, lifeboats relied on the raw strength and courage of the oarsmen who rowed the huge heavy boats. They were launched from the beach and had to be dragged into the shallows.

Probably one of the most courageous and incredible acts of bravery by Henry Blogg occurred in the early hours of a cold and fierce January morning in 1917.

The Cromer lifeboat was launched to aid a vessel just in sight off Cromer, the Pyrin. The Cromer men rowed their boat through the breakers, succeeding in coming alongside the stricken vessel, and taking off her crew. They rowed back to Cromer. As they reached the beach the Swedish vessel the Fernebo struck a naval mine and was blown in half. The two halves drifted towards the beach.

 

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English Heritage Blue Plaque for Henry Blogg

 

From one half, about 16 men set out in a ship’s boat. As they reached the edge of the breakers onto the beach, their boat was capsized. Teams of men, grasping each other’s arms, had walked into the water, and they were able to help the men from the boat, and aid them ashore. Meanwhile the lifeboat was rehoused on its trailer and was pushed again into the breakers, to launch to the other half of the Fernebo.

The ferocity of the sea threw the boat back onto the beach. This happened at least three times. It was not until midnight, under the light of searchlights from the clifftop, that the lifeboat finally reached the stricken half-vessel and took off its crew. Blogg had led his men for nearly 24 hours of heroic effort.

11 crewman were rescued from the shattered hulk of the SS Fernebo. Henry was awarded one of his gold medals for this action.
Henry’s remarkable story and some wonderful artefacts are available to view in the Cromer RNLI Henry Blogg Museum and is well worth a visit. There is also a bust of Henry up on the cliff top overlooking the sea. His bronze nose shiny with all the people who have paid him a visit. You will often find visitors have left flowers or other little gifts on his statue.  He is buried in Cromer Cemetary.

No holiday to Cromer is complete without learning about this true Norfolk Hero.

 

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The RNLI
RNLI Henry Blogg Museum
The Rocket House The Gangway Cromer
Norfolk
NR27 9ET
Tel: 01263 511294
Fax: 01263 513047
Website: rnli.org.uk/henrybloggHenry Blogg

Dog Days – Dog Friendly Norfolk

 

Norfolk is blessed with so many dog friendly beaches, pubs and restaurants it is impossible to pick my favourite places, but a few really stand out.  I want to highlight a few of the lesser well known places, that locals like to keep a bit secret! Come and discover dog friendly Norfolk.

 

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Is there anything more joyous than watching your canine friend charge breathlessly along a wide expanse of sand towards the sea?  Ears flapping in the wind and their tongues hanging out tasting the salty air.

Winterton on Sea is possibly my most favourite place dog friendly beach to visit.  The wild expanse of sea, sand and dunes is breath taking.  In the summer on a still day with the white sand and the blue sea you can be forgiven to believe you are somewhere much more exotic than Norfolk!  It is completely dog friendly and there is enough space for everyone to sit and stare without being interrupted.  Winterton village is an ancient fishing village, listed in the Doomsday Book.  The church is interesting and worth a visit.  The Fish and Chip Shop was voted in the top five on the whole of the Norfolk coast, so is probably a must!  Take your chips down to the beach.  The whole area around Winterton is completely unspoilt so much so that a large colony of Terns has made part of the beach its nesting ground.  Seals abound in the winter months using the beach as a nursery for their new born pups.

 

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Overstrand has another wonderful beach, and just two miles from Cromer, the walk along the cliff top on a summers day is breath taking.  Dog friendly pubs in Cromer at the end of your walk include The Red Lion, the views are hard to beat here as you sup your pint!  A real old Victorian pub with fires and great food and beer, with a genuine welcome for your dog.  Get a seat in the window and look out over the ever changing sea.  A must for us on a weekend is a visit to The Funky Mackerel in Sheringham, Sunday mornings are almost like a dog social.  Regulars greet each other with a nod and newcomers delight in the incredible views, amazing bacon rolls and the funky (of course) music.  Really dog friendly with a great atmosphere and uninterrupted views over the sea. Sunday papers and an unhurried vibe.

 

 

 

 

Overstrand – Village of Millionaires – Part 1

If you take a stroll around Overstrand it soon becomes clear this is no ordinary seaside village.  The architecture for one is grand, including several properties designed by Sir Edwin Lutyens, the darling of the Arts and Crafts movement.

In Victorian and Edwardian times Overstrand became THE place to have a holiday, or if you were lucky enough, to have your own holiday home.  In the summer months the locals moved out to funny little shacks and huts, so they could cash in on the influx of wealthy folk coming away from the smoggy cities for the summer, making Overstrand one of the most popular places to be. With the coming of the railway to Cromer it made the whole area accessible to thousands of people.  In it’s hey day there were no less than 6 millionaires living in the tiny place, giving rise to the name The Village of Millionaires.  So I guess having a second home or holiday in North Norfolk is nothing new!

 

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One of my favourite buildings in the village is the enigmatic and imposing Pleasuance, once owned by Lord and Lady Battersea.  The large gates are at the bottom of the road in which I live and I pass them every day.  I have been slightly obsessed with the house ever since I moved here.  One day I decided to be brave and walk in.    I felt like an intruder furtively walking up the tree lined driveway, passing an over grown rose garden, a huge pair of Moroccan gates that looked like something from Jurassic Park and getting glimpses of the beautiful grounds beyond.  The door way to the house was magnificent with Lord Battersea’s motto above. Flores curat Deus. God Takes Care of The Flowers (Lord Battersea was called Cyril Flowers before he was given his title).  Lady Constance Battersea came from the banking dynasty of The Rothschilds but was a philanthropist and devoted her life to good deeds and charitable works.  It seems fitting that upon her death the house was sold as a knock down price of £76,000 to a charity.

 

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The Battersea’s were renown for their hospitality and swayed toward the more eclectic sort of guests, artist, writers and poets.  Many creative and influential people bought or stayed at properties in the village including Jesse Boot, the founder of Boots the Chemist, Sir Winston Churchill, and Clement Scott the travel writer who penned the term Poppyland. I really could imagine the carriages and old cars drawing up here for weekend house parties.  I decided to knock on the door, the house was being used as a holiday centre by The Christian Endeavour Holiday Company but looked pretty quiet on the day I visited.  I later learnt that sadly, the Trustees of the charity had decided to sell the house so the property was being wound down in it’s bookings.   I was greeted by Charlie Buxton, whose ancestor Thomas Foxwell Buxton was a driving force in the abolition of slavery. He was the manager of the house and had lived there for many years with his wife Veronica.   Charlie was charming and agreed I could photograph the house and take look at the archive.   He explained that the property had been in business as a Holiday Centre since 1936, and he showed me some wonderful photographs of guests and activities that had taken place over the decades.  It is such a shame that the house now has an uncertain future as to its use.  There is no doubt that it is a money pit and needs a lot of money spending on it but I felt as if it was holding its breath as to what was going to happen next.  So many of these incredible houses are carved up into flats now, I imagine this will be it’s fate.  I felt so privileged to see it in its untouched condition.

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The house still has many treasures left such as a magnificent pair of Venetian Gondola Lamps, used on the staircase, that were given to Lady Battersea as a gift.  The fireplaces with their priceless De Morgan tiles and the beautiful plasterwork ceilings.  A portrait of Lady Battersea hangs in the hallway, watching over everything.  I gave her a look to say if I had the money I would snap this up and preserve it for everyone.
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I was spell bound wandering about on my own, my imagination running wild.  What incredible parties had the house seen?  Who had stayed in the beautiful bedrooms?  What secrets could it tell. The views from Lady Battersea’s suite were stunning, running down the gardens to the sea beyond.  The gilded writing running around the chalk white panelling in her bedroom with inspirational and poetic verse was simply enchanting.  Everywhere I looked there were reminders of the houses’ fascinating past.  The Spanish hand painted tiles in the kitchen were stunning.  There were even three old leather fire buckets left hanging at the foot of the Butler’s staircase.    The old safe with its bespoke drawers for holding the family’s silver was still intact, minus the silver of course.  The butler would have been the only person to have had the key to the safe.

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The over grown gardens were even more evocative with glimpses of a a sunken Italian Garden with close bricked pathways, a Italianate Azure blue fountain and most striking, a colonnade running the length of the gardens, again designed by Lutyens for guests to sit in the shade and devour the stunning gardens.   All this has the backdrop of the sea beyond.  The majority of the gardens were parcelled up onto lots and sold in 1936 following the death of Lady Battersea.  Consequently several of the properties in the vicinity have been lucky enough to inherit a magnificent garden to their newly built houses, including The Water Gardens which still has the original boat house and wonderfully planted ponds intact.  The village is littered with remnants of its glorious past, including Lord Battersea’s private cricket ground, used today by the successful Overstrand Cricket team.  I am lucky enough to have a bright and airy flat overlooking this cricket ground and spend many hours watching the world go by from my sunny spot.  Incidentally the flat is in a lovely old building which used to be The Egardine Vegan Boarding House!  Something I am currently researching!

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If you would like to know more about Overstrand visit the Overstrand Parish Council website here.

Cromer – A Pier of the Realm

cr033961Cromer in its hey day was one of the premier seaside resorts on the East coast.  Beautiful sandy beaches, unspoilt countryside, peaceful woodland walks filled with wild flowers, and wonderful villas of grand proportions providing accommodation for the great and good of Victorian England.

To be honest nothing much has changed.  The villas have mostly been turned into airy apartments but the architecture is still in tact and can be seen today. A walk around Cromer gives you a wonderful sense of history, you can almost see the Edwardian ladies and their parasols walking along the Promenade to the spectacular pier and hear the hiss of the steam train as it brings more visitors to sample the bracing and healthy fresh air.

 

In later years Cromer’s popularity declined, as we all jetted off to sunnier climes in the summer.  Now there is a huge resurgence in its popularity.  The town is always busy with visitors and locals alike.  It really is fast becoming the Gem of the Norfolk Coast it once was.  People are starting to wake up to this fact and the houses are getting snapped up as those in the know turn away from the more well known hot spots such as Wells next the Sea and Blakeney.  Visitor numbers are up year on year and holiday cottages in Cromer are in high demand during the summer months.  The beach is stunning, with miles of sand, the highlight being the pier. Cromer Pier was voted Pier of the Year, with the only remaining end of the pier show in Europe still going strong.  Summer and winter.

The Pier was erected 114 years ago and designed by John James Webster.  Originally it cost 2d to walk to the bandstand at the end, 4d when there was a concert on.  The theatre was once a roller skating rink, later covered over to make the auditorium it is today.  Astonishingly  the first concert at the new theatre was by an up and coming band called The Rolling Stones!  At the foot of the pier is the spectacularly named Hotel De Paris.  A most splendid structure inside and out and worth a look into the reception area to see the incredible stained glass and staircase.   It is not hard to imagine this in Victorian times at all.  A young Stephen Fry once waitered here.

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Children love to Gilly, as crabbing is known in Norfolk, from the pier’s decks and there is nothing like the thrill of landing a crab (without a net that is cheating!) up the long haul to the safety of your bucket.  Sitting observing families gillying is hilarious, with the fathers usually becoming the most competitive!  At the head of the pier is a RNLI station which is a great place to visit with lots of information and history. If you are very lucky you may see the exciting sight of the lifeboat hurtling down the chute into the sea and off on an exercise (usually on a Sunday morning)  The brave people are all volunteers and put their lives at risk every time they launch.  So if you feel inspired after your visit do give generously to the collecting box on the way out! Especially as they have been at the fore front of all the rescues in flood stricken Cumbria in recent days.

The pier sustained severe damage in the tidal surge of 2013 but the District Council has worked a miracle getting it back to its former glory so it can still be enjoyed today.

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Restaurants are springing up to cater for every discerning foodie guest, including No 1, owned by Morston Hall’s celebrity chef Galton Blackiston, recently voted 6th Best Place to Eat by the Sea by The Times newspaper. The fish and chips are sublime with arguably one of the best views in Cromer from the restaurant upstairs..  The newest arrival is Rocky Bottoms, a quirky restaurant overlooking the sea with amazing views. Head chef James Fitzpatrick, formerly of Wiveton Hall Cafe fame serves fresh seafood with lots of twists served in generous portions, grab a table while you still can! The crab and lobster served here really are from pot to plate with the owners being Richard and Alison Matthews. Richard has been the local fisherman for 35 years; his faithful Anna-Gail fishing boat is a traditional double-ended crab boat and is just one of very few traditional fishing boats on our waters today. On return from fishing Richard boils the crabs and lobsters and Alison prepares the produce, namely dressing crabs which involves removing the ‘dead man’s finger’, at their nearby home. At this point the crabs and lobsters are Rocky Bottoms ready.

Another exciting place to eat is The Rocket House Cafe . Again with spectacular view of the beach and sea.  If the wind is not too keen you can sit outside on the balcony and enjoy your brunch!

Cromer is well served for the independent traveller with its train station connecting to Norwich.  The bus service will take you right along the coast to Hunstanton and all stops in between.

I adore Cromer and it’s surroundings, it truly is still a place you know is Norfolk, unspoilt, but with an air of grace still about it.  A seaside town that has a bit of aloofness,  it has not bent to the whims of second home owners, it has kept all its charm, character and traditionalism, whilst giving you the impression that it is biding its time before everyone rediscovers this beautiful enigmatic town.

 

Useful websites

crabpotcottages.co.uk

http://www.thisiscromer.co.uk

http://www.experiencenorfolk.uk

 

Getting Twitchy

If you are into bird watching there is no doubt Norfolk is one of the best places to be right now.

We are spoilt for choice in the number of reserves around the county.  Most people know of the wonderful RSPB reserves at Snettisham, Cley and Titchwell but simply taking a walk with your binoculars can reap amazing rewards.   One of my most favourite sounds of Autumn and Winter is the haunting and evocative honking of the huge skeins of geese flying overhead in the twilight to their safe roosts for the night.   Get yourself a flask and hunker down in a quiet place, around sunset, near to the marshes or reserves and you will see hundreds fly over you.  It is quite moving knowing they have made such a long journey to be here for the winter.

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Pensthorpe near Fakenham, which was home to the BBC’s  excellent Autumn Watch for a couple of seasons, is a fabulous place to visit at this time of year.  Apart from the wonderful cafe and shop (perfect for a bit of Christmas shopping and a cheese scone) it is a very accessible place to observe wildlife.

We have many rare visitors to the county and the website at Bird Net will keep you up to date with the latest sightings, it can be quite exciting!

You could also book yourself onto a Bird Tour, if you are a beginner this is a great way to get started and enthused.  The Bird ID Co is a friendly and informative choice for the beginner.  Knowledgeable guides will make sure you don’t miss a thing, you may be lucky enough to spot a MEGA!  (this is a pretty rare bird in layman terms)

So just to whet your appetite this week’s rare visitors include an Iceland Gull in King’s Lynn, a Pallid Harrier (Juv) at Snettisham and a Rough Legged Buzzard at Brancaster.

 

 

Seal of Approval

 

Most visitors to North Norfolk know of the grey seal colony off Blakeney point. The lesser known seals at Horsey, about a 25 minute drive from Cromer are a lot more accessible. No tickets to buy (apart from the car park), no boats to get on, an amazing nature reserve of sand dunes, the biggest expanse of deserted sandy beach and certainly when we visited, no crowds.

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I was absolutely amazed at how many seals and their small white pups, with the biggest doe like eyes, there were lying on the beach. My daughter who has been travelling in Australia said they looked like Witchetty Grubs!  As far as the eye could see, mounds littered the fore shore at first glance resembling boulders, except they moved. In the waves seals surfed, fished and bounced about, their jet black heads every now and again bobbing up and down in the water. It was mesmerising.

We spent a good hour just sitting peacefully watching their behaviour, the big male bulls protecting their areas against other males, the female suckling the pups and shifting about with great effort, although I was quite shocked at how fast a large bull seal can move, I would not like to be in the firing line.

The noises the seals make is so plaintive and really brings out the protectiveness in you, it is like a mewing sound and quite unlike anything I have ever heard. It is very haunting.  You can quite understand where the legend of the Sirens, luring sailors to certain doom in Davy Jones’ Locker with their enchanted singing comes from.

The reserve is run by volunteers, you can join them if you want to be more involved, I must admit I am very tempted.

If you are in North Norfolk anytime from now and February I can highly recommend you take a visit to see the seals, it will be a memory that will stay with you for a long time to come.
You can visit Friends of Horsey Seals informative website here

Remember this is a protected area and you should heed the advice given on the website.

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IF YOU DO VISIT A SEAL COLONY, PLEASE RESPECT THESE WILD CREATURES:
• Stay a good distance away from the seals
• Look out for seals in the dunes and give them a wide berth
• Be careful – seals have a nasty bite
• Keep dogs on a lead
• Keep to marked viewing areas and respect the fencing
• Remember grey seals are wild animals and should not be approached
• Respect other visitors