So Al, the woofer, and I went on another one of our long walks in the pretty coastal town of Southwold. I must say I really love these long walks, must be a sign that I am getting older (not growing up, just getting older...). It was such a beautiful day last Saturday that is was perfect for visiting the coast and wonderful to escape to wide open expanses of space, sky, and fresh salty air.
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We arrived in Southwold peckish after a longish drive so we visited the town and beach looking for munchies before setting off on the walk. How cute are these beach huts?


I love blue irises; you can't beat that colour!

Or these colours!

The best invention since sliced bread is yummy jam and conserves - fact!
So after wandering around town for a little bit and scoffing some flipping yummy pies for lunch we made our way to the start of the walk...
This really bizarre water tower stands in the middle of the common and it is said to be haunted by the ghost of a man who died when his coat got caught in the machinery.... The tower is so huge and it seems to almost loom and follow you around, a bit like a huge triffid or space ship, yikes!

Nice to know that you're keeping an eye on things fellas.
No slacking boys only another 6.5 miles to go.
This walk is brilliant if only for the variety of sights you come across. This ancient church is in a tiny village called Walberswick. Small villages always have cool names too.

Awwww! Lots of cute lambs. Beans seemed rather pleased to see them too...
Part of the walk was in these reed marshes. The reeds are still harvested for thatch roofs. Look at that wide open space, it sure is a sight for sore eyes for us city folk.
But the reeds where kinda wet and soggy. Alan is doing his best at a spot of ballet whilst I am laughing my head off at him and crying like a girl for myself as my socks are getting soaked. Beans is delighted because by now he is covered in the stuff and he stinks!

To be a bird...

We couldn't get over how much uninterrupted space there was. So inspiring.

And back in the village. Translated: "Mad dog & his little brother". How cute is that!

Chocolate box cottage with thatched roof.
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After the long walk we got home gave the smelly dog a bath, made a chicken & mushroom curry, and ate banana (with liquid toffee center - oh yeah!) muffins for desert. All in all a pretty perfect day :)
Coming next: The winner announcement for the Artful Blogging Journal draw.
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