Monday 25th February – day 121
Today has been a day of little joys and surprises. The first was the weather, it should be raining but the sun is shining! We are touring the north Norfolk coastline from Holt to Heacham. The first stop was historic Holt to look for a post office, amidst other things. It reminded us a little of Malmesbury, pleasing to the eye and comfortable with itself! Morston which we had not considered stopping at and was both a surprise and a joy, the Quay was a lovely jumble of old wooden moorings set in the marshes, definitely worth stopping for.
Through Stiffkey to Wells next the Sea. Unfortunately we were not drawn to explore Wells, so moved on to Burnham Market, where we met our next two joys, first a windmill (now a holiday home owned by the National Truss – worth remembering) and then Burnham Overy Staithe a little corner of English rural idyll. 
We lunched at Burnham Market, a very upmarket little town with a river running through it – and a lovely fishy shop.Next stop was Brancaster Staithe where we parked up to walk off our lunch, along the edge of the marshes – pleasant but not so inspiring as previous marsh walks, however we did come across the piece of machinery that answered our questions about how the reeds are harvested, which was enlightening. On finally to Heacham as dusk is falling (of course) and another short and bracing walk as David Bailey tries out his tripod techniques!
Tuesday 26th February - day 122
Today is our last day in Norfolk before driving north for a couple of weeks. The sun is shining again which is a bonus. We are visiting Ely, via the historic market towns (so the book says) Swaffham and Downham Market, so with camera, sandwiches and anticipation off we go!
We got out and had a wander round Swaffham, but little inspired – even the church was closed. Neither did Downham so we did not stop there – eager to see Ely!! But we took a detour - that looked interesting on the map – to find a lovely spot to have our sandwiches. And indeed it was interesting- a hundred foot wash –a river a wide span of marshland flanked by another river sitting serenely on a pancake flat landscape. You could hardly call it beautiful, but there was something stirring about the expanse of it all, especially when gazing at it under bright blue skies.
Then we were off to Ely, to the enormous Cathedral that stretches out and completely dominates the little town which has earned the right to be called a city because of its centre piece. We had read that the ceiling work was beautiful but that was a complete understatement, the ceilings were magnificent!!! 
And the doom in the picture we were told was not fitted to the roof, but set on top of it, but as it weighs over 40 tonnes there is little fear that it will blow off! The stone carvings were extravagant, the ceilings painted in the naves,
and as in Norwich, the bosses had been given the creative treatment and a row of medieval angels looked down at us!Wednesday 27th February – day 123
A bright sunny day for our journey north, we spent the morning packing up and moving the caravan into store, and were away by noon. It was then that we turned on the radio for company to hear that there had been a significant earthquake in the middle of the night, and the epicentre was in Lincoln – 40ish miles away – and we slept through it!!!
The journey was long and tedious and crossed miles of flat uninteresting terrain, but eventually we arrived in Clitheroe, with just enough time to wash our faces and leave for supper at the Calf’s Head Worston.
Thursday 28th February – day 124
Dull day, rain on the way, but did not arrive in time to stop us from going for a refreshing walk along the river bank from Waddington to Grindleton and back, after a morning of chores.
The air was lovely and still but the ground was soggy under foot, and there were three pairs of pink cheeks and very muddy boots when we had finished!Friday 29th February – day 125
Leaving Clitheroe today for the flat and the rain has arrived in force! No delays on the journey though and we were in plenty of time to get to the Solicitors in time to pick up some papers ready for a meeting about the flats at Lowfield in the morning. The trip to Booths for the food shop was interesting though; Lake Windermere was a white water swirl, with spray scudding across the surface, and tree debris all along the road. We were ready for the rain, but the strength of the wind surprised us a little! The sight in Booths itself amused as well, as we all ran in from the car park right outside, looking like we had been pulled through a hedge backwards, there were some who were clearly not enjoying this undignified experience. But not us, we were intent on filling our basket – what a bill, Morrison’s next week!
Saturday 1st March – day 126
Meeting this morning to discuss parking issues and setting up a management group; we think it went well, but the proof of the pudding will be when folk see the bill for the work that we have agreed.
Too wet to go out later today, so much enjoyment spent having a lazy time – and Chris catching up with SEVERAL John Wayne movies (that is why I am in the kitchen typing this!!!)
Sunday 2nd March – day 127
Taking our three types of Bread and Butter pudding (yes home made) to Ali’s today to surprise Mum for Mothers Day, Hannah also joining us so that is my treat! We were not required at Green Drive for an hour after picking Hannah up, so we had a little time luxury at the Emporium whilst Chris went off in search of flowers – good man!!
We had a lovely afternoon all together, Al and Vic showed their true aging colours by thinking that it was chic (yes really) to offer us a fashion parade of them wearing their winceyette night shirts (yes really!) 
Be still my beating heart, it took a while before I was able to face lunch, but the wondrous spread that they lay before us - but I gave it my best efforts!!!!!We dropped Hannah off at the station by 6.30pm and home for Lark Rise to Candleford.
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