North Norfolk Day Five:
Following on from yesterdays ramble about coastal erosion Sheringham is a town that takes the problem very seriously, and has hidden itself from the seas behind a huge concrete wall, its original wooden sea defences having been washed away by storms in 1953. The concrete wall is fronted by a system of armoured groynes and huge blocks of natural rock. Once a fishing village the town flourished with the arrival of Midland and Great Northern Railway in the late 19th century. The line was one of many in East Anglia to get the axe under Dr. Beeching’s rail reforms in the 1960’s but the stretch from here to Holt survives today as the North Norfolk Railway (but more on that later in the week).
This afternoon was spent at Felbrigg Hall one of the finest – according to the National Trust – 17th-century country houses in England. Mrs Extreme Grounhopping was most taken with its large kitchen and shiny array of copperware, which reminded me, momentarily, of the huge amount of DIY waiting for me at home including a complete refit of our own much humbler food preparation area.