Wells

Catching up …
In spite of the indifferent weather I persuaded S into a trip to the coast (I think I might have shrivelled up if I had been so near and not touched soul base). We called in to Burnham Market briefly. It’s so depressing now. It’s full of the cars of the staff who have to drive in from places that are more affordable to live in, in order to work in all the exclusive shops where, at this time of year, there are barely any visitors. The butcher said it’s empty when he arrives from Kings Lynn and is empty again when he leaves to go back home at the end of the day. 

It stayed dry for a walk at Wells and then we went back to Overy for a very lovely bowl of soup in front of the fire at the Hero. Unfortunately we missed M&R who we had hoped to see as they had gone to a house viewing nearer to her son. Difficult decisions at this time of life.
Back to Wymondham.