Image courtesy of Daniel Tink at Scenicnorfolk
Liam answered the door of our old weaver’s cottage to a little middle-aged man wearing a bucket hat, wax jacket and supermarket denim. “Sorry to disturb ya, mate,” he said, “Been visitin’ me old girl (at the adjacent granny flats) and I’m goin’ fishin’ later but I forgot me worms. Can I dig some outta ya flower bed? Won’t make a mess, promise.” At the time I was enjoying a cuppa and thumbing through a copy of our local rag, the Eastern Daily Press (the most popular morning regional newspaper in the country, apparently). The front page headline was:
“Farmer Killed by Bull”
Only in Norwich.
Perking the Pansies 
🙂
That’s all I’m saying.
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Understood 🙂
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Ya gotta takes it as you gets it. ;-D
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Amen to that 🙂
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. . I’m speechless! The English language is disappearing down the Wensum (or is it the Yare?) – no wonder the weavers left!
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It’s the Wensum. I fink the weavers went back to ‘olland.
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Just another day in the village I take it? What a lovely photo – where is it?
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It’s the Quay along the River Wensum in the centre of the city. It’s about 5 minutes from our house. Many people think the image has been touched up in some way but, no, this really is how it looks.
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