I live for summer – particularly reading a book in a deckchair, accompanied by languid dub reggae, cold cider, and a temperature of at least 24 degrees. But I’ve learned that Fritton Lake all year round is truly delightful – there is no better way to recharge than a slow walk through the woods with […]
Author: Paul
While Norfolk has gained a reputation for its farm-to-fork produce its beer is perhaps less renowned (and by ‘beer’ I mean proper real ale from a cask, rather than the ubiquitous fizzy keg ‘craft’ stuff passed off for it these days). However this is beginning to change. The county has a number of well-established microbreweries […]
There is a certain kind of album I recommend reaching for when at the lodge – folky, pastoral, intimate, languid. Here’s a selection of 10 favourites to soundtrack your stay. Music to lodge by, perhaps? 1. Paul McCartney – McCartney (1970) As the Beatles were disintegrating, Paul McCartney sought refuge with his wife and baby […]
Whenever I’ve attempted stargazing holidays (Kielder Water, La Palma) each time I’ve been thwarted by cloudy weather. So blessed with the dark skies of Norfolk, it was a no-brainer to get a telescope for the lodge to make up for previous disappointments and indulge in studying the heavens. We hope guests will also take the […]
On our last visit to the woodland cabin we wanted to explore more of Fritton and the local area than is possible on foot. We’ve been pondering buying bikes, but in the meantime discovered that Somerleyton Cycles provides a rental service. We called them in the afternoon and two hybrid bicycles, one with a toddler […]
You can keep your Harry Potter. The greatest children’s book is The Wind in the Willows. I’m pretty sure that subconsciously it’s one of the reasons why we bought a cabin in the woods near water – so I can live out my Edwardian fantasies of rowing and picnicing by the water after a hard […]
One of the most magical parts of spending time in the lodge is watching the wildlife from the deck or through the windows. Early evenings in particular are when you need to keep your eyes peeled. One of our regular visitors is a young fawn, who I’ve (obviously) christened as Bambi. He/ she often pays […]