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April 20, 2015

Last week, him indoors had a week off work and although I can't have a week off work due to my boss (me) being proper stingy that way, we did manage several days out and about.  The fanciest thing about this week was really the title of this blog post – French always makes things seem so much more chic and intriguing, non?

We began the week at our very favourite place to go – the seaside.  We drove up to the Sussex coast and had fish and chips at Aldeburgh after a bracing walk up the beach:

Actually, we walked along the path by the side of the beach because Aldeburgh's beach, being covered with big pebbles, isn't really walking friendly…  Mark wanted to get a picture of a rather intriguing memorial sculpture on the beach this visit.  This is to those lost at sea and is on the stretch of beach between Aldeburgh and Thorpeness:

It was quite cold, although lovely and bright all day and after lunch, we headed off to Sutton Hoo to exercise our National Trust membership cards.

The National Trust appear to have invested a lot of money in the amenities at the site, so I assume that it is very popular but, honestly, we weren't that impressed.  Part of the previous owner's house on the site is open at the moment and we were glad of it – there wasn't an awful lot else for adults to do, although all the school children there seemed to be enjoying themselves.  I do love this huge replica of the Anglo-Saxon helmet found in the excavation on the site that hangs over the entryway to the burial mounds exhibit:

Wednesday's weather was amazing – so warm!  It felt like summer, which made it weird that there were no leaves on the trees.  The National Trust cards were out again, this time at The Blickling Estate – one time Norfolk home and alleged birth place of Anne Boleyn.  The house you see there now was built later in the 17th century on the site of the Tudor house and it is rather lovely, with quite a striking likeness to Hatfield House:

Blickling was last lived in as a family home before World War II and there are a number of pieces on show in the house from that era.  We particularly liked this label on an early Vacuum cleaner that speaks for many of us Brits:

I also found this embroidered bed hanging in one of the bedrooms, which I think would be from an earlier time, but the style of some of the flowers in these panels really reminded me of early 19th century embroidered table cloths:

After looking round the house, we headed out across the estate for what we thought would be quite a short walk.  The walk turned out to be much longer than expected (or desirous) since the walk directions I'd found on the internet proved to be rather badly written and possibly out of date, since the way markers they mentioned weren't in evidence on the ground.  We had a picnic lunch sat on a hill near the Tower in the grounds, which was previously used as the second Earl of Buckinghamshire's horse racing stand and is now available for rent as a National Trust holiday cottage:

The highlight of the day was seeing a little stoat or weasel run across the footpath right in front of us – so cute, so red and so shiny!  Mark didn't have a chance of getting a photograph of him because he was gone in a flash, so we don't know whether he was a stoat or a weasel – apparently, they're not the easiest to identify as they're so similar, even if you see them for longer than a second.

Before heading back home, we decided to go a little further north for another look at the sea – this time at Wells Next The Sea – isn't that a great name?  The beach there looked amazing but it was getting late and several degrees cooler by the time we got there, plus I'd really had enough walking for the day, so we've bookmarked it for a longer visit some other time.  Mark did manage to get me a great shot of one of my favourite black headed gulls.  These birds really are bonkers, but I like them 🙂  Not sure why they're called black headed gulls though – they're heads are definitely brown:

Friday was another nice bright day, although quite a bit cooler.  As we still hadn't managed a proper walk on a beach next to the sea, we decided to head out to the Essex coast and visit Frinton on Sea, a rather strange little seaside place sandwiched between two more commercial seaside spots – Clacton and Walton on the Naze.  There is one fish and chip shop at Frinton (half a mile from the sea) and what seems like thousands of beach huts, but very little else that you'd think of as typically seaside holiday town fare.  You do get the distinct impression that Frintonions would really rather not be welcoming outsiders to their beach.  The beach is quite nice, but when we arrived at around 11am, the tide was pretty much all the way in and it didn't get that far out by the time we left, a little after 2pm.  We had a long walk along the promenade (aka concrete sea wall) to Walton on the Naze and saw rather more of those beach huts than we could shake a stick at and, on the way back, we did finally manage a bit of a walk on the beach:

Such a nice little interlude and now we must retour au travail – at least until the weekend 🙂

As usual, all photographs by him indoors.

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  • Reply Manu April 20, 2015 at 11:49 am

    Beautiful photos!! Some look almost like paintings *_*

    • Reply crimson April 20, 2015 at 11:54 am

      Thanks Manu – he does take some pretty ones! 🙂

  • Reply greenrabbitdesigns April 20, 2015 at 2:40 pm

    Great photos Debbie, I can almost smell the sea air!

    The skies are amazing, some stunning buildings too, looked like a lovely little adventure of a week!

    V x

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