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Three Hours In Orford

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On a whim, decided to return to Orford to remind ourselves again just how many lovely villages are on the doorstep if you can just be bothered to make the effort. This return visit allowed us to revisit the village centre with all its attendant lovely and stereotypical architecture, a selection of local hostelries and the fine quayside café, where we had a surprisingly sophisticated …

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Visitation

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Scott down for a long weekend from the grim Wearside footballing area, lovely to see him again. Friday night at Milsoms, a Saturday morning bowl at which no-one disgraced themselves and Scott managed to catch up with some of his Ipswich mates, which included a visit to a local escape room. Even managed a bit of home cooking after a bit of a lapse.

On With The Show…

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Just returned from two nights at the Hotel Felix on the outskirts of Cambridge to combine a short break with a trip to Papworth Hospital for an Outpatient appointment. Managed to include a visit to the very fine and recently re-opened Kettle’s Yard, ‘a living place where works of art could be enjoyed… where young people could be at home unhampered by the greater austerity …

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Lunch for the Infirm

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Didn’t fancy booking an evening Valentine bash so decided on the more civilised lunchtime bash instead. Yesterday at Kesgrave Milsoms proved to be the usual excellent choice. Wine, starter, main and liquor coffee all very fine – we even passed on dessert. Duty manager perfectly civil but his welcome and overall ‘demeanour’ the only downside, hopefully an isolated aberration.

Birthday Bash

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An overnighter for Denise’s birthday, including a superb afternoon tea, an excellent dinner and, because we hadn’t eaten enough, a lovely breakfast the following morning. With a suite, complete with massive bathroom included in the package and excellent company, we all thoroughly enjoyed the break I think. Not the first and hopefully not the last visit to Wivenhoe house.

The Red House

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Spent a portion of yesterday at the Britten – Pears home at the Red House on the outskirts of Aldeburgh. Worth a visit, £5 entry gives you a yearly pass to catch any exhibitions that might be running so good value for the locals. Another ‘twenty years and finally go there’ sort of scene but more than just a tick in the box…..although the more …

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Wednesday “MEAL”

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After 20 years or so in East Anglia we decided that was long enough to give it due consideration and went along to the Museum of East Anglian Life at Stowmarket. Never inclined to rush, it didn’t start out too well as we worked incredibly hard not to find a major tourist venue that turned out to be smack in the town centre. After the …

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Birthday Break

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Spent the night in yet another unknown corner of the world we’ve spent the last 20 odd years calling home. Decided to have an overnighter in Clavering in Essex. Went with friends and so we split the birthdays, post mine (6th September) and prior to my mate’s. We were initially drawn by the overnight stay and promise of good grub at the home of the …

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Heritage Break

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Back from our first holiday since the stroke. over three months after the dreadful deed. Unusually, Denise arranged it all, booking us into the Flitwick Manor for three nights DB&B, which was nicely situated for both the English Heritage and secretive world of the codebreakers.

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Do you want the good news……..?

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Well, the good news is I’m still alive. And in a ‘for what it’s worth’ sort of a way, so is Denise. The reason for the complete lack of activity on the site is that we’ve both been very unwell. Denise went down with the very nasty ophthalmic shingles and in a desperate attempt not to be seen as some pathetic, peripheral outsider, I attracted attention by pulling off a (literal) masterstroke. The core of the story and the whole sorry timeline went something like this….

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Keeping On Keeping On

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Wednesday evening at the Riverside to catch the documentary on Alan Bennett, based on the year leading up to the publication of his latest diaries (“Keeping O Keeping On“). The film seems typically Bennett (or at least as I imagine him to be), a writer who seems as bemused as ever by his own popularity and is still as irreverent in his 80s as he was in his 20s. …

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