a piece of history and a sea rescue

Current work: Venice book
Listening to: Vivaldi and Bach
Reading: next on TBR

A couple of years ago, I wrote ‘Norfolk Ghosts and Legends’, which included a bit about Langley Abbey. At the time, the Abbey was on private property and wasn’t open to the public. But there was a feature in the local paper on Saturday, so I talked DH and the kids into going. (I’m taking a sabbatical from the history books, but that doesn’t mean I’ve lost interest in them. Just that I'm taking a break to sort out other projects.)

So here are the abbey remains.

And after that, we ended up… here.

Actually, there was a bit of drama at the beach. I’d flopped on the sand (too hot to move) and the kids are old enough to be sensible, so they walked down to the sea – and came running back, saying that someone was drowning. DH went back to the sea with them to find out what was going on, ready to call the emergency services, and a minute or so later a policeman came by, and asked me if I’d seen someone doing martial arts on the beach. Er, no, but my children just ran up to say someone’s drowning and my husband’s gone back with them – he might’ve called the emergency services. DH and the kids were on their way back to me at this point, so son told the policeman exactly what he’d seen and where, to help locate the missing man. It turns out that several people had already called the emergency services, and within a couple of minutes we saw the lifeboat speeding over to the spot where the man had last been seen. They left pretty soon after they arrived, so clearly they found him, but we haven’t seen any reports in the local paper. I do hope the poor man was OK.