Sheringham to Wells | 26.07.11
Empty Norwich streets – brightly lit Hopperwindow frames little boy definitely not stepping on the cracks. A Norfolk “pan o chocolert”.
Bunting in Sheringham, a stiff wind behind me to the seals of Blakeney. Deserted path though the boggy flatlands – surprise meeting with a flock of llamas and the tea shops and rows of children crabbing in Wells.
