Good morning all,
As I wake to the sound of seagulls and the smell of breakfast cooking downstairs (is there anything better than a hotel breakfast? I don't think so) it'll become aware to you that I'm not at home and am, in fact, already in Great Yarmouth ready for the three-day Autumn Festival.
I travelled down yesterday rather than having to face the morning traffic today and what a good decision that's already turning out to be. Well worth the extra few quid!
My thoughts on the place and the drive here (plus today's selection) on the main piece. Continue Reading