Norfolk

Norfolk

The last time I went on a family holiday I was a scruffy teenager that hated being seen anywhere with my parents. Now that I’m a responsible adult and father the opportunity to spend a relaxing week in a cottage in Norfolk with plenty of family members only too willing to help out with Fergus whilst we got some well-earned rest seemed too good to miss.

After the relatively smooth journey out of London in our hired Skoda Fabia (turbo) marred only by a dropped data connection that rendered Google maps unusable (thank goodness for the print out) we were soon into the flat, green countryside of Norfolk.

Our cottage for the week was in the wonderfully named Great Snoring (relaxation guaranteed) and was surrounded by country lanes, a phone box and the occasional deer. North London it was not!

After plenty of weather checking and discussion we decided on an itinerary for the week that took in Holkham Hall (almost certainly the inspiration behind Luke Abbot’s album Holkham Drones), the Queen’s summer residence, Sandringham, Hunstanton and the Hunstanton Sea Life Centre, Wells-Next-The-Sea and the miniature light railway that connected it to Walsingham.

We even managed to squeeze in a family barbeque in the cottage’s garden as well as a hearty meal at the Oak Inn in Fakenham and scampi and chips at the Norfolk Riddle. My only disappointment is that Mike and I couldn’t persuade everyone to go to the Real Ale emporium to sample one or more of the fifty ales on offer. At least it’s a reason to return another time…

A holiday isn’t a holiday without the requisite holiday slideshow and all my shots from the week can be found over on Flickr in my Norfolk set along with some great video footage of Fergus experiencing a severe attack of the giggles.

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