Wells revisited

This is the third time we've stayed in Wells next the Sea in the last two years. I think everyone needs a bolt hole. A place where you can relax,walk, think and generally escape.



North Norfolk might not appeal to everyone, but it does to me. This is the first time we've been there during the summer holiday period. From the children catching crabs on the quay to the groups of children with buckets and spades on the beach, Wells remains a traditional seaside environment.

Sunday was harbour day, the town's equivalent to the village fete. I must admit I enjoyed the band who sang folk and sea shanties.- the Blackeney Old Wild Rovers.

 

 

As ever the walk from the quay to Holkham Beach never disappoints, regardless of whether the tide is in or out.

The essence of Wells, the pace of life, the narrow high street, the narrow lanes, the sound of the gulls, the windswept feel of the beach, the boats either on the mud flats or bobbing on the tide. These images,feelings and sounds are magical and seem captured in an almost timeless way.