Tales from the Wood

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Stormy Weather
What with two storms and a tidal surge it seems that this Winter will be one that Norfolk will remember for a long time to come. All of my local coastal haunts have been transformed and parts have simply disappeared. The North Hide at Cley Marshes - a lovely shelter from which to watch or sketch the wildlife is just not there! The hard-standing at Trimingham where I used to park before a spot of fishing can now boast two levels! And most strange of all, the beach is littered with brightly coloured plastic buckets and spades; apparently the contents of a Cromer beach shop, some 7 miles up-tide.

Only a few windblown trees in the wood to get clear - we got off quite lightly considering the strength of the winds. I was dreading that the fencing we’ve repaired (over 100 new posts) would be ruined by falling trees. Bill (some-time fisherman and fencing specialist) and his son Mark have done a lovely job of getting it straight. I must admit, I mostly watched and fed them minced pies, but when I could, I gave them a helping-hand digging the holes. Well of course...with my new bucket and spade, I had no option!