Kentwell Hall, in Suffolk, is somewhere we’ve got quite curious about of late. Its Tudor recreations are a delight we missed out on during our schooldays but are determined to catch up on now. Here’s a video from its Easter weekend.
I play Dota 2 on Steam (have I lost you already by saying that?) It’s like one of those board games that is so well-designed and nuanced that people play it for decades. But I never play against real people. Here’s the email I just sent the game’s designers, Valve, explaining why.
In this weekly round-up, a couple of big-hit viral videos, some righteous anger about the bankers, local news from north Norfolk and north Hertfordshire, music from Big Country, Mari Wilson and the Grand Ole Opry, and the incomparable Lady Chablis.
So, Hemsby then. Small village on the Norfolk seaside, too far north for the bright lights of Great Yarmouth, too far south for the wilder, quieter, less commercial, interesting bits of coast. I’d begged a long weekend in my parents’ caravan, just me and my laptop and my plans for a novel (oh – and…
Yeah, yeah, it’s not the most intellectually challenging or politically charge thing I’ve ever posted here but what the heck – I like rainbows, OK? And when one appears over the back garden it’s impossible to resist running outside with a camera.
I saw this gloomy fellow by the side of the road in Stevenage a week or so back as I was driving home from work.
For reasons that make a long story (novel-length, with any luck) I wanted to visit a seaside resort out of season to remind myself of the atmosphere. So, back in March, we loaded up our metaphorical bucket and spade and headed off to the seaside.
Continuing my brain-dump of photos and days out from recent months, these pictures date back to my birthday in March when we went for a wander around one of my childhood haunts, Hitchwood.
I’ve been having a rummage through my old photo directories, looking for sets I meant to post but never got around to. Here’s one from January 7th this year, of a sunset in Walsworth.