Readers of our previous blogs will have come across the Jefferis Extreme Weather Effect, our uncanny knack of attracting bad weather when everywhere else in the country is fine. Despite a good forecast, we woke next morning to find everything
cloaked in cold, grey mist. We went to Cromer, but it was very bleak and cold, although we enjoyed the Henry Blogg Lifeboat Museum and the impressive medieval church of St Peter and St Paul with its Burne Jones/Morris window. So we headed for Sheringham
and got the train to Holt. It’s a preserved line with old diesels and steam locos – we were hauled by diesel there and steam back, a pleasant bit of nostalgia. Holt is a nice little town with some smart shops, and a good pub, The Feathers,
where I just had to have a Cromer crab sandwich for lunch. (John doesn’t share my enthusiasm for crustaceans). After the return trip to Sheringham we found that the mist still hadn’t lifted, but we went to Sheringham Park anyway – a
large garden famous for its rhododendrons. What we could see of them were lovely, despite the weather. The gardens have some viewing platforms up steps, the idea being to look down on a sea of blossom. Mostly what we saw was a sea of mist!