Wells-next-the-Sea was the venue for this year’s works outing with Jo Parfitt, my partner in crime and the force of nature who is Summertime Publishing. We love a day out at the seaside when the weather’s set fair. Getting there was a bit of adventure in itself. The first stage was a stately railway journey through the ripe fields, reedy wetlands and sleepy hamlets of North Norfolk. My sedation was only interrupted when I spotted the large station sign at Gunton. Well, it didn’t look like a G to me. The two-carriage train deposited us at Sheringham, a bucket and spade resort where undertakers and vets never go out of fashion. Then onto a little bus for a white knuckle ride along the curvy coast, through flint and stone villages with impossibly narrow streets called ‘Old Woman’s Lane’ and the like. There was little time to admire the view. I held on for dear life, wishing I’d worn Pampers.

Well-heeled Wells is a gorgeous little resort and working port surrounded by pine forests, sandbanks and saltmarshes. We lunched aboard the Albatros, a genuine Dutch cargo ship serving up fake Dutch pancakes. They were delicious. The tide must’ve been out because the boat had a distinct starboard list; I felt quite tipsy even before a drop had passed my lips. Happily, I managed to regain my sea legs after half a bottle or so. We didn’t make it down the agenda to the 2016/17 marketing strategy. We got stuck on gossip. Can’t think why.

The train back to Norwich was packed with sunburnt kiddies and lively country cousins out on the lash. The painted ladies opposite shared shots of raspberry liqueur and a Bottecelli babe squeezed into the aisle next to me. As the crowd nudged past, the shapely Norfolk broad fell off her heels and tipped her ample rack into my face.

‘My, my,’ I said. ‘A total eclipse.’ How she laughed.

16 thoughts on “Oh, I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside

  1. Hell, Jack – Michael and I had a lovely afternoon with a friend of ours on a beautiful balcony overlooking peaceful maple shade trees and having crumpets, raspberry jam, cream and tea. She (Brit/Canadian) had just returned from 6-weeks; four of which were spent with friends in Holt and walking around Norwich which she loves….university, streets,shops, etc. We told her of our contact with you and am going to send her your blog when I close this. How wonderful we can all be ‘connected’ anywhere in the world these days.

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    1. It is wonderful, isn’t it? You’re making me feel quite peckish with all your talk of crumpets and jam! 😀 Holt is also lovely and not far from Wells. Went there for lunch a while back.

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