Rather a nice bench end in Isleham Church. I think he's meant to be a feerocious lion, but he looks as if he's rather enjoying life.
We have spent most of this last week in an apartment in an old building just off the quay in Wells-next -the- Sea on the Norfolk coast. The apartment was lent to us for the week by our good friends Jon and Jo. The weather has been bright, mild, and and sunny most of the time. Not a bit like the usual February weather in Norfolk (I'm a Norfolk man by birth so I can be rude about my native county). We'd both rather forgotten what a lovely little town Wells is. Taken loads of photies, but having problems developing them. Will put them up when I can persuade them to look pretty on screen.
Yesterday morning drove from Wells down to middle of wildest Suffolk. There'd been a storm on Thursday night, so there were lots of trees down. I don't believe in giving storms names. It brings out the worst in them and they chuck their weight about. Stopped off about fifteen miles from home and had lunch with friends of ours, Jill and Keith. Also present were our mutual friends, Angela and Leigh. Very pleasant meal and relaxed couple of hours generally. A lovely ending to a good week off.
Jill commissioned me (posh way of putting it) to make a fire steel to fit a tinder box she's just sold, so must stop waffling and get on with it.
Will try and write a bit more a bit later in the week.
Regards to all, Mike and Ann.