Coasting, Lost in a landscape
We used to go to Walcott and Bacton quite a lot when I was a kid, it’s was and is all concrete, groynes and flat inland space, with the rising glacial moraines starting just to the North towards Trimingham. You can see the past up on the cliffs to the North the...
Coasting, Lost in a landscape
Horsey is a curious area, it’s always felt like slightly dead ground to me, for the uninitiated it is just to the North of Winterton and South of Waxham, it has it’s own Broad a large flat expanse of water edged by windpumps, dunes and intermittent seals....
Coasting, Lost in a landscape
An odd little place is Mundesley, somewhere between Victoria and now you can sense a fading into much more of a backwater than was probably intended by the holiday destination builders. A pretty Victorian resort perched on high soft glacial sand cliffs, protected from...
Coasting, Lost in a landscape
Eccles beach. Not Echo Beach, but I like a nice inexpensive joke derived from a slightly odd eighties lyric now and again, you just watch me. There are a fair few Eccles in Britain the famous one is in Salford, where those crumbly buttery cakes with raisins in that...
Coasting, Lost in a landscape
Happisburgh, a curious place to find yourself, a favourite place of mine – the quality of the light on an eastern coast is strange, the ever-changing riven landscape, the beating sea. It sits 20 miles to the East of Norwich, below the stretch of coast where the cliffs...