
November 2023. Norwich.
Back home in Waterbeach attempting to care for Mum and Dad I can only look on with admiration, but not resentment, as BRAPA does the whole of Northants in a week and Duncan does Dartmouth, which sounds like a less successful to the controversial 1978 original.
There aren’t many easy Guide pickings nearby, but astonishingly Norwich has four (4) newbies. ANOTHER four ! Surely everything in the county town has been in the GBG ?

Just over the hour with a rapid change at Ely; I made complex arrangements to be allowed back in the house later. Frankly I’d prefer to sleep in the campervan, parked outside, but mums don’t allow that sort of thing.
The Fens looked stunning OK as we headed north.

Yesterday the leaves seemed to give up the ghost and collapse to the ground in one go. But the scenes grow drabber as you head through the black soil towards the Brecks,

and Norfolk remains unspeakably dull (compared even to Suffolk) till you hit the big city, and the most famous building in “A Fine City”.

Yes, it’s the Premier Inn where Simon played Alan Partridge (Aha !) while doing all of the county in one go.

Four (4) pubs was plenty for me back in March, and would be plenty again on this Sunday, but Norwich will always deliver something of interest.

Now that the mustard Mum so liberally applies to every meal has been moved to the home Bass, Norwich’s reputation rests on the best collection of medieval churches in the country and CAMRA’s obsession with handpump counting.
I like to look a bit beyond the obvious, so bring you the street art like this chap in the tunnel underneath the castle,

a castle which won’t feature in any UK Top 100.

In Manchester the footwear discarded at night has silver buckles; here it’s rather more practical.

I think those boots are encrusted in the last batch of Colman’s horseradish.
Which brings us to the ornate shopping centre, which I genuinely don’t remember from my occasional trips with Mum and Dad to buy shoes and watch the Canaries.

There’s a new Beer Guide entry throught there, let’s find it.
By the way, YALM – “You only live many times”, top Buddhist cafe. Possibly.
Overheard a classic pub conversation in a pub near Norwich Castle. Modesty prevents from disclosing the full details but it concerned a late night assignation, a Bacardi Breezer, a padded bra and the Trades Descriptions Act.
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Modesty ? Odd name for a woman of the night.
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Is it?
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I hesitate to remind all present, that Part VIII of the Law Of Property Act, 1925 is titled Married Women and Lunatics, but needs must.
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Good Afternoon Reg
I have just realised you are the Viv Stanshall character Reg Smeeton the walking encyclopedia
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“Norfolk remains unspeakably dull (compared even to Suffolk)”. I used to think that Martin, but a decade or more of traveling to Norfolk, to visit mum and dad, and staying in various locations dotted around the county, opened my eyes to the albeit, sometimes hidden charm of Norfolk.
Trust you weren’t locked out of your parents’ place when you returned after your drunken revelry/tour of Norwich’s cultural highlights.
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Outside key container, Paul.
I remain deeply unconvinced by Norfolk, particularly the interior.
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youtube.com/watch?v=DUhIoigf3Co
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