Onto The Fens

Mike had a friend living in a little village, near to Wisbech

and we hadn't seen him for about 8 years. Jobs and distance made it difficult, especially as Mike worked weekends.

From when we first started our travelling, we’d decided that a visit to Dave and Bev in the cottage on The Fens had to be top of our list.

We had only expected to stay one night but we had such fun, catching up and seeing the local sights, we were asked to stay another night, so Friday night Bev cooked us dinner and Saturday night, I cooked a beef curry in the motorhome, beef left from the Roast at Rutland. Dave said it was the best curry he had ever tasted. I love Dave!  another night of merriment in the cottage ensued.

Sunday morning, Bev had to go in to work, (poor Bev, complete with hangover) she works for a company that supplies plants to Supermarkets and it operates 7 days a week. Dave said he’d take us out for breakfast in March.

Being something of a snob, I’d usually baulk at the idea of breakfast in a Wetherspoons Pub but the one in March was worth seeing and Eggs Benedict was enough to tempt me. It was the old Hippodrome Cinema and not a lot has changed.

After breakfast we left Dave, with happy memories of the weekend but later were to find we left with a little more than we’d bargained for. A rotten cold, complete with killer sore throat, which Mike managed to avoid catching for a week, then just as I was getting better, he started with it. You know you can get cough mixture for an irritating cough? Who’s supposed to take it? Me, or him because is cough is irritating the hell out of me!

Next stop was Wells Next the Sea, on the coast, in Norfolk. I had never, ever heard of this place. It was lovely, with beautiful beach walks, definitely a place to return to.

We had 4 nights there and 2 of the days, even though it was October,  was shorts, tee-shirts and flip-flops temperatures and we were planning to extend our visit but then Mother Nature changed our plans.