After a very cold night, it was fine for touring Norwich and walking around Horsey. We dropped off the Escort for a service and windscreen replacement in Norwich, and, after coffee at Jarrold’s and a library visit, the girls watched a film as Di and I shopped.
Later, a trip to Horsey to take the same walk I used to do as a small child from Horsey Corner to the sea via The Nelson's Head which brought back memories of sad childhood days.
It was as cold as 7 or 8degF last night and chilly today as the region is firmly in a north-westerly airstream. At least the rain of yesterday stayed away and this meant that quite a few things could happen. First my morning routine with the dog and then, after breakfast, we put him in his inner run for the day and all set off for Norwich. Diana drove the Escort with Debbie aboard and I had Della as a passenger in the Discovery. By prior arrangement, I dropped off the car to have its 12,000-mile service and pot-marked windscreen replaced and this gave us the day in Norwich.
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We had morning drinks in Jarrold’s to calm Diana after some conflict in the car. Debbie was trying so hard to finish reading her book and got into a right tantrum when I teased and distracted her. I finally made it up by offering to buy her a gift and made a fuss of her thereafter. The girls to the library after which I took Diana for a tour of the building societies to organise our finances. Then with the girls to the old house museum and left them at the small cinema to see "III Ninja Kids" whilst Diana shopped and I looked around antique shops and bought the Horning book "Life in a Norfolk Village".
This made me late to meet Diana, but we were on time to collect the girls on the way home. After tea, we all went to Horsey to take the same walk I used to do as a small child from Horsey Corner to the sea, only this time walking along the beach and back to Horsey, past The Nelson's Head. It was dark and cold by 8.30pm and we only had just enough light, but it was a successful walk for all that. The sea had white horses in the stiff northerly breeze. Once back, I read some of the Horning history book and thought of sad childhood days whilst soaking in the bath, only getting to bed at fifteen minutes after midnight.