until I saw the film and, even then, it didn’t make much sense to me. We don’t have groundhogs in the UK and, these days, particularly where I live, not so much snow, for which I am grateful! What we do have is snowdrops, one of the signs of spring on which I know I […]
Tag: Heydon
Nutted
Last Wednesday, David and I visited one of our favourite places, a little out-of-the-way Norfolk village called Heydon. It’s a quaint old village, with only one way in and out, and it has a village green (very Enid Blyton), a few artisan shops, a pub, a tea room, a church and a country manor. Heydon […]
writing in north norfolk 