Tag Archives: Norfolk

Beets

They have a lot of beets in Norfolk, I don’t know what they do with them. Something about this scene pulled me up this morning on my way back from the beach, it reminded me of a Van Gogh painting, … Continue reading

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Dylan today

A rare shot of him returning in the general direction of his Master.

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After the rain

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Anglia News

Some Mondays are just oh so very quiet on the Anglia Newsdesk. After they’d done a piece on the new surface drainage in Great Yarmouth (after this mind, not before) they dropped down to Essex (they only go to Essex … Continue reading

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In Norwich II

So I start the walk this morning and before we’ve got going we’re approached by an elderly couple with a curly haired dog, perhaps a Labradoodle. ‘Is that a Saluki?’ the woman asks. ‘Yes,’ I say. Then there’s a bit … Continue reading

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In Norwich

The Bird Feeder All winter, at dusk, there’s just me and this man down by the lake. I am finishing my walk or run with Dylan, he is arriving with a carrier bag of bread to feed the swans and … Continue reading

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Esprit de l’escalier

This is one of my favourite expressions, one that encapsulates an all too familiar experience: it means to think of a witty and incisive remark or retort after the opportunity to use it has passed. The literal translation from the … Continue reading

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