Before moving to south Norfolk I lived in north Norfolk, in Cromer – home of the famous Cromer crab. I was frequently out on a crab boat, helping where I could. I was fascinated with the whole crab fishing process and the industry in general, which continues to make up the very fabric of Cromer. The… Continue reading Photo diary: Cromer crabs from pot to plate
Today has been a strange one weather wise. Having spent most of it outside preparing the garden for winter and listening to news of approaching Storm Ophelia, the sky suddenly darkened… …the sun went red and a misty haze enveloped the landscape. Apparently this was Storm Ophelia blowing Sahara sands across the region. I’ve never… Continue reading An African sunset in Norfolk…
A few weeks ago I saw a post on Facebook about a bakery in my local village. Having no idea where it was I soon found out that it was bijoux bakery that opens only once a week. Without having tried the bread, I already loved the idea of it. I loved it because someone who… Continue reading There’s something about fresh bread…
Here in south Norfolk, it’s harvest time. Unusually early, the fields are starting to come alive with tractors, trailers, balers and harvesters. It’s a truly wonderful sight. Many of the crops have been in the ground over winter and each day you can see changes as it grows. More recently the wheat and barley have… Continue reading Harvest time…
Each year, in south Norfolk, a host of women get together for the Pink Ladies Tractor Run. In this part of the world tractor runs are pretty common, events that see groups of tractor owners travelling on a set route to raise money for charity. Fourteen years ago, a local lady, Annie Chapman, decided to set up… Continue reading Pink tractor run…
Today we headed to the Royal Norfolk Show. It was wet. For the first time in what felt like months it had been raining persistently for about 12 hours when we headed off. But it didn’t stop us and it didn’t stop thousands of others. Equipped with welllies and waterproofs we started exploring what is one… Continue reading Our trip to the Royal Norfolk Show…
If someone offered you a dried, cured piece of beef, you might not accept the offer. But if they told you it was biltong, you might be more enthusiastic…maybe! In our house, biltong is a sure-fire hit. It’s widely available, but for what it is, I sometimes think it can be overpriced. Last year, we went… Continue reading Norfolk biltong…
