All 91 editions of Herald are on a website but I ran all the front pages out and popped them in a folder and it's interesting to see some of the stories we have featured on our front pages.
I like to think that over the past seven years plus we have covered much of what has been happening in the village and built up a decent picture of the past decade.
As for Good News. Well I'm currently working on an article about the Rev Christopher Mallett who is celebrating 40 years as a priest. Christopher regularly helps out at our Forget Me Not cafe and is on the committee.
Christopher kindly loaned me an album of photographs and press cuttings to help with the article. Amongst these was a copy of the Good News magazine from 1982. Boy has it changed.
Back then it was a very thin publication that looked as if it had been printed out and stapled together. There were no photographs. The edition I am currently working on will be in full colour with lots of photos and will be professionally printed.
I'm very proud of what I have helped to make this magazine which still sells for just £4 for an entire year.
Here's the end bit of my travelogue which I wrote on our return. Yes I know I said I had finished the travelogue. Just look upon this as an addendum.
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So having been back home for almost six days it was time to go out on a day trip. And so where did we go? Yes to Great Yarmouth. I wanted to see if there were any buses advertising Lisbon (you will have needed to have read recent blogs to understand that comment). Not surprisingly there weren't.
Hands up time. I love Great Yarmouth and have said this many times in the past. In the sunshine it looked resplendent. There was colour everywhere. Take photos of Yarmouth seafront and you will get a cascading riotous mish mash of colour and chaos.
There was a time when Yarmouth was really rundown but it seems to have regained much of its vibrancy, although there is still social deprivation in some areas as there are in many seaside towns (Blackpool springs to mind).
Along the seafront the Victorian Gardens and waterways have been brought back to life and there's a massive new fitness centre. The last piece in the regeneration of the seafront will be returning the Winter Gardens to something like their former glory. I have written about these in the past.
It was originally built as an attraction in Torquay but didn't really catch on. So Yarmouth bought it. Every pane of glass was removed and taken to Yarmouth where it was reassembled and not one piece of glass was broken.
Over the years it's been tea rooms, a skating rink, a German beer Keller and more, but for many years it's been deteriorating and a decision had to be made on whether to demolish it. Thankfully a major grant means the Winter Gardens will be renovated and brought back to their former glory, although I don't think a decision has been taken on just what it will be used for.
If they include a cafe it will certainly be worth a visit.
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Sometimes I don't bother to get dressed until late morning. That doesn't mean that I'm lazy. It just means I sit in the study doing stuff ( there's that word again).
After all you don't need to be dressed to do stuff.
When I write stuff like this I think back for some reason to my maternal grandmother. She used to get mildly annoyed when watching television if things didn't start immediately.
You know the programmes. They start and after a few minutes you get the opening credits. It seems to happen in America more than on these shores. My grandmother thought this meant the programme hadn't started when in effect of course it certainly had. It always made me laugh.
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In a few days you might find a couple of blogs on certain days as I try to catch up on holiday photographs.