We used to alternate between Hunstanston, NW Norfolk, and various places in the Cotswolds for family holidays. Last time we were in Hunstanton was summer 2016. It also has history with my dad’s side of the family who lived in this neck of the woods, and used to visit Hunstanton for holidays.
So as Evelyn’s choice, first off it was Norfolk Lavender Farm, then Hunstanston itself, for a walk along the proman to Sealife to see the seals.
So I went and got take out from a posh chips shop for dinner. Prices double and portions halfed. Got it home, thought this isn’t for me. Slapped my chips in between two slices of bread, slathered with ketchup, with a mug of stewed tea. Suddenly, champion! 😀
Also I’m the Ambassdor for Hendos while I’m in foreign parts. Alas I have no samples/aid packages. Go find your own southern types!
After a quick whizz around Holt centre where we are stayng, Evie wanted to see the beach so up the road to the seaside town of Cromer
Rest, Recuperation, Recreation and Consolidation.
Well, that’s what I’m hoping to get out of this here family summer holiday, which I’m now on. We are staying in a Georgian Town House in the North Norfolk town of Holt, a place that I bet we’ve either visited or been through many times before. Since we had many holidays in this neck of the woods when the children were small. Mainly because of the beaches, and it’s amongst the driest parts of the country, which was a big draw for my wife Rachel in the 2010s when we came regularly when summers in the North West were almost constant rain! The house is big and spacious, and slightly quirky in layout because of its age. Its also very white and beige, which is a nightmare for clumsy old me. I’ve already broken a toilet seat! But it also brought to mind, the episode of Dr Who from the 80s, where the Dr is regenerating into Peter Davidson and most of the episode is spent putting the recovering Doctor into a very white neutral space, to get a definite sense of who this new incarnation is. That’s where I’m at. In a spotless environment, without my pack of animals (we now have yet another cat, for reasons I’ll go into) and the distractions of my daily life. There’s been a five major family crises in the last 6-7 months, and while it’s left me stronger overall, I’m still catching up with myself. Hence Consolidation.
More about the actual holiday, since the weather is gorgeous and I’m in the heart of historic Norfolk, so there will be all manner of photos and holiday journaling!
Me with hot weather, fecking Tory Leadership Circus, kittens pooping in corner of H’s Bedroom (and he only noticing tonight, after it’s been doing it for five days ), and listening to goth music.
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Hot Weather – Last couple of days its been 34-37 degrees celsius. Yesterday was a record-breaking high. Apparently, we are going to have heatwaves like this every three years now, unless we get the Climate Emergency sorted.
Tory Leadership. So Boris has resigned, and we have to put up with a leadership contest splashed across the Media, in to appoint yet another unelected Primeminster – of dubious character. Whoopee.
Kittens pooping. We have a new cat, Max, who everyone loves dearly, but needs to do its poos outside!
Listening to goth music…it was an accident, sometimes the YouTube algorithm gets it so wrong.
Posistive thing, I learnt that there’s a movie from 2011 that mixes Sean Penn being an ageing Robert Smith Goth with Talking Heads music, called This Must Be the Place.
It’s a lovely day popping in to town to pick up tea and drop off some post.
Recently, things have been a bit weird, in both the external and internal worlds.
Here’s some music that has been my soundtrack.
and in those bleak-bored moments, lots of this, my official staring into the uncertain void…
A Dr Who spinoff version of The Thick of It, based entirely on Gallifrey. There could also be “rediscovered” a spin-off of this spin-off based on Classic Who, based on Yes Minister.
I’m currently listening to a “five-star” rock playlist on a rediscovered IPOD classic which was put together pre-2015 over a good course of a decade. This was my typical work-journey music, that blotted out other bus passengers conversations and was the soundtrack to my frustrations at the time.
It is an artefact from a time before I fell out with Heavy Metal/Alt/Hardcore Punk, roughly dated 2015 (the year when Lemmy died). It’s like the very shouty soundtrack of the thoughts of a Giant Warbot 😀
Some standout tracks amougst the mercilous onslaught of METAAAAAAAAALL \m/ 😀
It used to be I had long self-indulgent Long Dark Night of the Soul in February, where at my lowest ebb of energy, all manner of Self Doubt Demons would assail me. When I realised this and stopped moping about this self-inflicted torture, I turned it into a marvellous game of self-discovery and healing 🙂
So the Universe seeing my Mastery of February sends me real horrors and misfortune to keep me on my toes in January instead, where I’ve only a smidgen more energy than in February, and Christmas has lulled me into a sense of complacency. The last two years have been well – interesting. I’ve been up to it, and with the right attitude, the ability to change my perception (and others), and newfound powers of “getting things done quickly”, I’ve been dealing with these real issues as easily as the imaginary ones that cropped up in Feb The trick is that something that has manifested physically in the world is just as easy to banish as something that is hovering in the mental plane, and with the same methods of imagination, affirmation, visualisation, the combined concentration of focus and clarity of intent (or “sheer bloody-mindedness” as my Lancastrian ancestors would call it).
January is still with me, the solutions to various woes haven’t manifested themselves (but they’ve been bloody well ordered and will turn up), but I reckon I’ve cracked it in an “I can see you, stop it now” sort of way 😀
For such is the way of a Wizard of Awesome and Win Sometimes life seems to suck, but if you get on top of it, you get to turn it around to your advantage 🙂