We started with another visit to Felbrigg Hall where the walled garden was a splendid wash of magnificence with flowers of every colour and hew.
Then it was another visit to Kelling Heath and Weybourne and then onto Cromer for fish and chips.
The weather is very strange at the moment. On most days I have no idea what to wear or carry. Today drinking coffee at Felbrigg, it was Brass Monkey weather with a cold wind necessitating three layers of clothing. Later at Cromer it was nothing thicker needed than a Tee Shirt. This seems to be happening virtually every day.
On the way to Cromer we once again stopped at tea rooms in West Runton, sitting in the garden for a slice of their excellent Guinness cake.
On our journey heard an interesting snippet of conversation:
Young girl to mother - Are those poo bags?
Mum - No our sandwiches are in them.
Man goes to the doctors because he isn't seeing clearly.
Doctor says I'm afraid you are colour blind.
Man says - "Oh dear that's a bolt out of the green.
Man goes to the doctors and says "doctor I'm not hearing very well."
"What are the symptoms?"
"They're an American cartoon family."
Those jokes were courtesy of my Facebook friend Keith Skipper who did a very good piece in the Eastern Daily Press Newspaper about his namesake - architect George Skipper. As far as Keith knows there is no family connection.
George was the architect of may notable Norfolk and Norwich buildings including the central arcade in the City. He designed a number of buildings in Cromer including Halsey House and the Hotel De Paris.
As I've often said I always have a song going through my head. Today it was Welcome To The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. The lines I kept singing were:
"When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up
Would you be the saviour of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"
One of my hates (and I know this is ageist and I'm not so young myself) is old people driving who just shouldn't be at the wheel. Had a good example of this whilst enjoying the Guinness cake at West Runton. Along the side of the tea rooms is quite an extensive one hour parking area. This elderly gentleman pulled across the road, parked his car, left it well over the lines and in a space some distance from my car in front and another behind. This in effect took up three spaces as nobody could get in between my car and his or his car and the one behind. He showed no awareness of the situation.
Took far too many photographs to publish them here. If you want to see all 120 please have a look at my You Tube channel at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXkHq6qYz3Y
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Before going out I watched a very good interview on Breakfast Television between Dan Walker and retired boxer Tony Bellew. Bellew talked for many minutes about boxing, his family and his new autobiography engagingly entitled:
"Everybody Has A Plan Until They Get Punched in the Face."
Bellew speaks really well with passion and I'm sure he has a good future as a motivational speaker. There wasn't a single "I Mean" or "yer know" in the entire interview.
Bellew hales from Liverpool, has a strong Scouse accent and was born in a rough part of the city (Toxteth) before moving to the Wavertree area. He was a 15-year-old spotty fat kid from Wavertree (his words) when he turned up at a boxing gym and learnt discipline and went on to become World Cruiserweight champion. Incidentally Beatle George Harrison also came from the Wavertree area of Liverpool - in fact there's just one mile but many years between the two.
It was a lengthy interview but I wish it had gone on twice as long.