Once again I'be been to land of cornfields and wide wide skies.
I stopped on the way in this field , to eat my M&S egg and cress sandwich.
I marvelled at the hedgerows sporting wild things I can't even cultivate in my garden.
I also marvelled that I was able to find my way without getting lost and managed to find my way to a sweet little B&B in the village of Stiffkey on the North Norfolk coast. It was a fairly modern house, with very thoughtful hosts, providing a small kitchen area and fridge in the room, so we didn't have to eat out at every meal. Very handy as I have written about the problem of Bed and Breakfast over indulgence before. (Here
if you are interested, but please note that we passed that
particular B&B this weekend and its closed down)
Here's our bit, lovely big French doors, and then the view from where we had our breakfast. I loved the colours of the catmint and dahlias together.
Just a stride away was the path to the saltmarshes, with wide views of sunset over the cornfields
and little sheds "quick take a picture of that shed" cries my other half. The more battered the better. This was a bird hide with graffiti. Names such as 'Harry and Freya' or 'Ollie and Lucy' were scratched into the woodwork. None of your 'Shaz and Gaz' here. A better class of vandal ?
Gorgeous gardens abound. I think they call these 'weeds' here. Poor things. I would be happy with weeds like these..
There is a super Contemporary art exhibition in Cley Church until 4th August.
This avenue of almost extinct apple trees is one of the exhibits, by David Lincoln and Martin Skipper.
There's some student work in the garden, papier mache and fabric birds,
'Knife fork and spoonbill'
Inside a great variety of work.
An inlaid commercial felt map of Blakeney Point and the coast by Stephanie Gilbert
A wonderful collaborative piece called 'New Beginnings' by Paul Ebens and Peter Swann; which is a confessional (where you 'start again') covered with lots of bits of old furniture starting life as decorative additions.
I loved this charity board which is a permanent feature.
These pieces on acetate are huge magnifications of pollen grains by Clare Jarrett.
In the bottom left of this picture is a piece called 'Hibernator' by Graham High.
which was echoed by some other slightly disturbing pieces high in the ceiling, look carefully, not to mention the actual bats who had left some evidence....
My absolute favourite piece inside was this beautiful wooden sculpture by a very distinguished artist from Brazil, Anna Maria Pacheco
Just made for that niche...but I think the parish might be hard pressed to find the £38.000 it was reputed to be valued.
Hanging above the pews was a piece called ' Fishing forever' by Judith Campbell. Nets made from natural material unlike the ones used currently by fishing fleets, which, when they get lost or detached, will not biodegrade and will therefore fish forever.
The pew ends were quietly sitting there wondering what all the fuss was about. They'd been there hundreds of years without notice!
The centre of this picture shows a beautiful piece by Carol Columbi, made of silk with eco-dyed patterns. I wish I'd got a better photograph. It was delicate and lovely.
Another piece by Anna maria Pacheco
Some collograph prints by Kate Green
This exhibition was beautifully hung . It both complemented and was complemented by, the ancient architecture.
Outside:the fantastic 'River of Reeds' by Mike Dodd. It wound round
and round, (interacting with 'Shoal' the fish machine by Rob Spray, in the crumbling north transept. It shone and turned and squeaked in the sunshine.)
the church passing the beautiful ancient gravestones with their own adornments.
This lumpy angel is one.
There were loads more things to see.
Here's another old church. Cockthorpe. Much more information HERE
Norfolk is full of them.
Once the key was obtained from the farmhouse across the road, we went inside to look at some delicate medieval wallpainting which had been uncovered by our friend, years ago.
Inside once again the pew ends sat bearing witness with their polished surfaces, to the hands of those who leaned on them over the mere 400 hundred years they've shared the churches life.
A strange sight in a corner..
A gorgeous little angel in the window.
On MOnday I had a trip on my own to Cambridge.
I got off the bus outside Christ's college.
Walked about a bit. Wonderful buildings wherever you look.
I don't remember the names of these places, but I saw them all on a bus tour! Colleges founded by queens who feature in historical tv drama; ancient buildings with massive history.
I was envious of those young people who in possession of great brains, get to own this city for a few years.
So thats my trip to Norfolk.
I got to meet an old friend I hadn't seen for 14 years ; I got to spend a few extra days with my husband; I got to spend almost £100 on a new car battery when I broke down at Salthouse and had to call the RAC; and I got lost on the way home.
A lovely few days though.
I just wish Jools would come home. He hasn't been seen for three days. :(