A Year in Suffolk
Aldeburgh Cottages
Aldeburgh is a fascinating seaside town, the iconic Tudor Moot Hall on the seafront a clue to the long history of the town and its importance over the centuries. Despite the burgeoning number of designer shops in the High Street, Aldeburgh has lost little of its 20th century charm and is still a haven for anyone seeking a peaceful getaway.
Great Days Out with Children - Easton Farm Park
Set in absolutely wonderful surroundings close to the Deben River, Framlingham, Woodbridge, Easton and Wickham Market, Easton Farm Park was built as a model farm for Easton Estate in the late 1800s. Today it is extremely children centric There are loads of activities which change throughout the seasons but include:
A Christmas Break
Saturday 22 November
The first signs of winter and with the temperature dipping to close to freezing we wrapped up in thck coats, scarfs etc and set forth.
Iken to Snape - lunch at the Golden Key
One of the delights of winter is the shorter days. Yes, I know, horrid if you are going to work, but when it comes to the weekend it does mean that you can enjoy those extra minutes/hours under the duvet with a clear conscience. Why?
Memories of a Suffolk Christmas
My Suffolk Christmas - by Laura Scamponi
One of my earliest memories of Christmas in Suffolk was the time my family rented a big old house somewhere on the Suffolk/Norfolk border. I remember collecting our turkey from a nearby farm on Christmas Eve and celebrating Midnight Mass in the village church.
East Coast Beach Huts
The beach huts of Suffolk are in a class all of their own. Not only are they the most expensive in the country - beach huts in Southwold change hands at prices of anything between £45,000 and £70,000 - they are also beautifully painted and decorated in the newest ranges of pretty pastels and startling primes.
Autumn in a nutshell
A drive through deepest north east Suffolk last weekend sums up everything I love about autumn in the county...by Laura Scamponi
The River Deben, 'An Old World Fairway' by Michael Weaver
“Who will come a-sailing,
Who will come with me,
Down the sunny Deben
To the distant sea?”