From my parents I headed east for a couple of days to complete Norfolk. Now, some people will tell you that Norfolk is part of East Angular, but really it’s a different world. And it’s actually quicker to get from Waterbeach to Guyana than Gunton, home of my next tick, a first newbie in more… Continue reading FROM MARBELLA TO THE NORFOLK BROADS
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“I DON’T LIKE RUGBY”
More fearless pubbing in the wilds of Norfolk, the inexplicably popular* county that came 71st in my list of top UK GBG counties. Pleasingly, only seven new Norfolk entries this year, six of which I’ve already forgotten. The Horse & Groom at Tunstead, on the edge of the Broads, was memorable only for a tense… Continue reading “I DON’T LIKE RUGBY”
NOTHING RHYMES WITH IBIZA
Two posts to go to get shot of Norfolk for another year, the first of them the inevitable Broads gastro. At least there’s nothing near that Dereham hell-hole this time. The worst thing about the Broads is finding something to rhyme with the Bowie line that you’re legally obliged to reference. So here, relatively straight,… Continue reading NOTHING RHYMES WITH IBIZA
SAVING ST. OLAVES
Lowestoft has been getting a bit of a hammering today. Richard Coldwell made some excellent points about opening hours at the famous Stanford Arms. Then Electric Pics (possibly an anagram of “Maidenhead“) commented; ” ‘Do not stop in Lowestoft’ – Sound advice”. Not the attitude we want on this blog, EP. My parents went… Continue reading SAVING ST. OLAVES
BACK TO THE BROADS
It’s been a frantic month so far, and I’m still some way behind with my blog, though reading the excellent pieces from Alan and Simon on trips from 1998 and 2012 made me feel lightly less bad about bringing you a report from early April. I can’t claim my heart sings for joy at the prospect… Continue reading BACK TO THE BROADS
PLOUGHMAN’S & GORKY’S IN THE NORFOLK BROADS
Apparently there are no words that rhyme with “Ibiza“, so I can’t use the Life on Mars line in this post, which is a shame. If I’m wrong on that I can expect Tom to correct me by tea-time. Tom may also leap to the defence of the Broads, though I doubt it. Along… Continue reading PLOUGHMAN’S & GORKY’S IN THE NORFOLK BROADS
RULE BRITANNIA IN THE NORFOLK BROADS
A night in the Norfolk Broads, one of the few bits of Britain I don’t get. Despites Bowie’s recommendation I’ve never felt the slightest inclination for a slow exploration of fields;a canal trip round the Black Country lockworks sounds much more appealing. It’s also very dull on the ground, which is why I so rarely seen any more… Continue reading RULE BRITANNIA IN THE NORFOLK BROADS
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