The boys left early this morning but not before asking if we’d look in at Richardsons yard to collect a camera battery which had been left in their car …
and once their boat had gone from our mooring we had a load of visitors …
Whilst sitting out I saw Glistening Horizon approaching …
On board was Simon from Broadland Tales. Unfortunately there were no moorings so after turning around to leave I suggested that they go into the Marina at Herbert Woods. Simon didn’t realise that he could moor in there so he turned round again and that was the last we saw of him.
We piled into the car and set off with map in hand heading for Neatishead. However our first task was to collect Phill’s keys and find the battery buried in his car! With keys returned to the office we moved on as I wanted to find the church at Neatishead but could only see one on the map which was between there and Barton Turf. It turned out to be the wrong one. I popped into the White House Stores to ask where we could find the church and a very nice young lady pointed me in the right direction. We parked and I had a good look round but unfortunately couldn’t find any graves with family names on. I took a photo of the church and then we moved on …
Our next destination was Scottow where there was a cemetery away from the church. After a quick look and a chat with the chap who was tending it we set off for the church which was approached along a private road. After passing through this beautiful gateway I had a wander but once again found no graves.
Next on the list was Westwick and I was hoping for third time lucky! It wasn’t to be though but it was a lovely church …
I was getting really disheartened by now and with only one more church to visit today at Worstead I didn’t expect anything different. I sent Simon and Mike off to the local the White Lady to order drinks and sandwiches while I did my usual walk around. Amazing! I actually found a name that’s on my tree …
John Bulley is not a direct ancestor but someone who married into my family – still he was better than no-one!!! Then I noticed the grave next to him …
Sisters Mary Louisa and Ellen Amelia Suffling had been buried together and they were John Bulley’s granddaughters.
After a very enjoyable prawn sandwich and in Simon’s words ‘a very dodgy local beer’ which he changed for another, we made our way back to Stalham and a top-up shop in Tesco. We then went cross country to Horning which was where the boys were moored. On arrival we found the boat all locked up and no sign of them.
They soon appeared as they’d been to the local boatyard for showers. We had a quick cuppa and made tracks back to the cottage. Having bought fresh bread there was only one thing to do with the old stuff …
The birds were really clever. They caught loads on the wing! Mike didn’t want to be left out so we gave him some bread to throw for the ducks and swans …
Then the important part of the day!
2 comments:
After mooring the boat (quite a feat), we walked down to the Post Office, then got side tracked in Lathams. But I did cross the footbridge to have a "How-Do" with you, but you weren't around, and as we passed your cottage everything was locked up. I'll put the kettle on for everyone in April and we'll catch up properly.
Nice to see you've been back in our neck of the woods, although I'm months late in spotting your post!
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