Running In My Head declared it a tie this week between paradoxicalsprite and me.
Day: October 12, 2015
Wicked Word Wednesday 1.9 Results
Originally posted on Running In My Head:
Thanks to everyone who participated in Wicked Word Wednesday. This past week we had only two entries and very little voting. I’m going to assume this was because many regular readers didn’t log on this week. On a serious note, if you have any suggestions for increasing the…
More of the Happisburgh story
On the Brink of Nature Once separated From the sea by a parish Long ago abraded, A village clings to the brink Of sandy layer-cake cliffs. The coastline crumbles And slumps Towards the sea, Worried by waves That weave sea-tangle With beach debris: Severed heads of conduits, Limbs of sea defences, Rubble and concrete Replaced […]
A poem prompted by a striking local landmark
Lighthouse at Happisburgh Beacon in a turnip field Warns Of storms And danger On the sands No rocks here Just crumbling Cliff and beach Since the Ice Age A village that fears The forces of nature Over two hundred years Of refracted light and fierce Storms battering the staunch tower All the while the sea […]
The afternoon of Sunday 11th October 2015 was memorable…
as my husband David took part in the Happisburgh Lighthouse Zip Slide Challenge. Happisburgh Lighthouse is on the North Norfolk coast, seven miles and a fifteen minute drive from where we live. It is the only independently operated lighthouse in Great Britain and the oldest working lighthouse in East Anglia. It was built in 1790 […]
writing in north norfolk 