Norfolk has more round-towered churches than anywhere else in the country. This is Hales church, which is seriously pretty – thatched roof, Norman blank arcading outside (and a fab Norman door), and inside you can actually see the imprint of the weave of the basket in the Saxon splay window.
We also have a very odd church tower at Burgh St Peter (the church is actually dedicated to St Mary, not St Peter). It was built by the Boycott family as a kind of memorial - the family whose name has passed into general usage as the word 'boycott'. Charles, the grandson of the man who made the tower, was a land agent who tried to enforce rent rises for an absentee landlord in Ireland; everyone refused to speak to him or his family, to work for him or to sell him goods.
And just to prove how rural an area this is – here’s a brood of pheasant chicks who took over the road.
And here are the wind turbines. The sky is not blue, by the way. This is a North Sea storm about to blow. (See clouds on the pic above, taken about three minutes before.) I liked the quality of the light here. You'd never believe I had a huge funfair right behind me, with one of the oldest rollercoasters in Europe, would you?
In other stuff… I’m doing an interview at Book Talk with J&J, so do drop by and take up the chance to win a copy of One Night, One Baby.
The Modern Heat girls are also doing a whole series of blogs at I Heart Presents – so do drop by there, too!