Monday, July 19, 2010


This is the view from the Blakeney Hotel (highly recommended), taken very early in the morning of what promised to be a lovely day - though of course there is the saying "Red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning."

Fortunately was able to get back to sleep and later the village was a bit more awake, including these brave swimmers and many boats small enough to get up the silted up creek.
The silt ended Blakeney's long history as a commercial port, where it and prospered from exporting the rich agricultural products of Norfolk. Plus, according to Wikipedia, undertaking a bit of piracy.

Now Blakeney, along with the villages along Norfolk's north coast, are much quieter, apart from the influx of tourists. But it is a very pretty corner of England, where property prices are no doubt extortionately high and locals are priced out by weekending Londoners.

You can see why: attractive unspoilt villages, pebble built houses with buckets of character, lots of places to row, kayak and sail, and lovely walks enjoying under skys that really do seem bigger.
Alas even here you can not escape the British weather, and while enjoying a nice morning walk within minutes of this photo we were drenched by a squall.

What was that about shepherd's warning?


Tillerman said...

Totally agree. Love Norfolk. One of our favourite places for holidays when we lived in England.

JP said...

Would like an excuse to go back to be honest - lots more to see. Didn't even get to see Nelson's pub.

Carol Anne said...

Hmmm ... the way I learned the saying was ...

Red sky at morning,
Sailors take warning.
Red sky at night,
Sailors' delight.

And I grew up in a part of the world that has far, far more shepherds than sailors.