CLEY-NEXT-THE-SEA

A blustery day at Cley today. G braved the elements and went for a long walk, unhindered by a camera wielding wife, and saw lots of birds.

I, on the other hand, visited the second-hand bookshop just yards from the cottage and came out rather lighter in the purse. But at last I have found The Redstart by John Buxton and G's birthday present will not be a pair of slippers this year.