Thank you to everyone who showed concern at my absence. The farmer and I have been away on holiday and it did seem a sensible idea not to publicise the fact on my blog page. But it has really been heartening that folk are so concerned - thank you all so much.
We spent a few days in Lincoln (my home town) and then a week at The White Lion Hotel in Aldeburgh on the Suffolk coast. It is an area which has always interested me - it was for many years the home of the composer Benjamin Britten and his partner Peter Pears. We went round The Red House, which was his home, and I must say that I found it all very inspiring.
And we met - and went for coffee - to see Sue and her husband Col.
They invited us round one morning - their small-holding being only a very few miles from where we were staying. We had a lovely chat and also a tour of their set up. Golly, they both work hard and keep the whole place in such a smart way. We really enjoyed our time with them - so thank you to you both. (a quiet life in Suffolk on my side bar).
We drove back to Lincoln yesterday and have driven home today - I thought (quite rightly as it happened) that the journey was too far for one day for the farmer to drive. It was interesting staying uphill by the Cathedral last night as this weekend there is a convention of Harley Davidson drivers in Lincoln. There are hundreds of tents on the Lincolnshire Showground field, and many of the hotels are full. Judging from the signs on the back of the hundreds of bikes we saw, the drivers seem to have come from all over Europe. Masses of middle-aged, rather portly, grey haired men, standing around in groups and talking bikes.
Our bedroom window in The White Lion Hotel (lovely and I can thoroughly recommend it) looked over the sea and I was fascinated to see this fisherman go out to his crab and lobster pots each morning and then sell his fish from the shack on the shingle.