We went to Back To The Garden for breakfast this morning. It is quite the place with plenty of atmosphere as it is in an old barn with a produce and meat market in it as well. We enjoyed a full English breakfast with bright sunshine coming in the window onto our table.
I bought popping corn on a cob. Sister Smith and I tried it later in the day. We followed the directions and put it in the microwave and it popped up amazingly nice.
The kernels were blue and when they popped, their center was blue.
Sister Smith and I wondered if the old maids would pop. We put them back in the microwave and they did! We did it twice and got almost all of them popped.
Our next stop was the little town of Holt and the church, to once again try to find family. We were unsuccessful but had a very nice visit as the rector happened to be there and showed us the grave registry that listed all the known burials. He was most helpful.
The Parish Church of St Andrew the Apostle, was built in the 14th century and was gutted when fire swept through the town in 1708. The church was restored in 1727
I noticed a sign that asked for donations for using the index and headed off to find the rector. He was nowhere around, but I did find a man, I told him what I wanted to do. He said he was the treasurer of the church and could show me the wall safe where I could put in the money.
We admired the beauty of the inside of the church, and noticed it being similar to the one in Upper Sheringham.
Barry was very helpful in sharing information about the history of the church. When he found out Sister Smith was from New Zealand, he took up a conversation with her as he has extended family that immigrated to New Zealand in the 1950's.
From Holt, we went back to Sharingham to walk the streets and see the shops. We had bright skies but the cold biting wind was a barrier to truly enjoying the town. We walked back down to the coast and noticed that the water was not so furious and we could see for quite a distance. We checked out the Sheepshed Shop (say that really fast 10 times!), found Katie's, and saw the clock tower that has stood since 1862.
We met up with Sister Smith at 2 p.m. and then headed on a drive up the coast, ending at the tower of Cromer. We saw the sea all the way and more caravan parks. Cromer is definitely a seaside town built right up to the water's edge. We drove down very narrow streets and admired the tall apartment buildings and businesses.
There is lots of farming here and Barry told us the crops are barley for beer and sugar beets for sugar. The fields make for plenty of open spaces.
We followed the road on through the town and before long we were back to the Bolt Hole. Out our kitchen window we were surprised with wildlife.
A bunny and a pheasant. The bunny is the color of the dirt and was hard to spot as first.
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