venture to covehithe

It is nice to have places nearby to visit when you are at a loose end at a sunny weekend, one of my favourite spots is Covehithe.


My stroll starts at St Andrew’s Church, classically known locally as the church within a church. The old building now in ruins surrounds the modern smaller church. The original church is believed to have been constructed early in the fifteenth century. The size of the church was out of all proportion to the population of the district, which according to local records never exceeded 300 people, and financed privately by William Yarmouth and his friends.


It is often said that the old edifice was reduced to its present ruined state by the action of Cromwell’s agents, but although Dowsing, the Parliamentary Commissioner, has stated that he “broke down two hundred pictures …]” he does not in fact appear to have done much structural damage apart from breaking windows.  Thirty plus years after his visit when it became clear that the building was so much too large and the cost of maintenance beyond the means of the community, permission was granted by the Ecclesiastical Authorities in 1672 to erect the present day small church by utilising materials obtain from the original structure.


The octagonal font, the old place of worship together with the pulpit, remain inside the church.

After wondering around the ruins and its wild flowers, I make my way along the public foot path across some farmland down to the marshes that lead down to a beautiful coastline beach.


The beach is a mid-section of coastline running between Southwold and Kessingland. It is possible to walk the full length, and indeed, back to Lowestoft that way, but that covers just over 9 miles of sand and shingle.  Not for the faint hearted.

I prefer to meander along the beach for a while collecting driftwood and then make my way back towards Coverhithe village road to admire the quaint houses with their beautiful climbing roses and blossoms.



Gunton Warren Nature Reserve: A pleasant way to pass the time

Situated at the end of Links Road in Gunton, which is in the North of Lowestoft, it offers a lovely retreat. The great aspect of the warren is that because it is located at the very end of North Lowestoft Beach not many people wonder towards it allowing wildlife to thrive.


Apart from the sea birds there is a variety of species to spot within the woodland. It offers a diverse area of coastal, grassland, heathland and woodland. Open to dog walkers, photographers and families of all ages. There is a nature trail to follow so you can make it really fun for children.


Managed by the Suffolk Wildlife Trust it is well maintained and they clearly promote habitat conservation with so many nesting boxes dotted around.


We entered the warren after walking up from Ness Point (most easterly point in Britain) so after a walk around and exploration we headed back towards the point again but stopping for some light refreshment at the Lighthouse Café. They house themselves at the bottom of the lighthouse on Whapload Road and offer a great selection of hot drinks and if you are peckish, I highly recommend their all day breakfasts!


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I know I’m in Stratford-upon-Avon as soon as I see the swans. Their white feathers glide back and forth as canal boats motor under bridges and past theaters. The birds barely give me a glance as I walk alongside them, but even their indifference can’t dampen my enthusiasm for this place. It’s my third visit…

via Lady’s Weekend in Stratford-upon-Avon — A Lady in London

No music was sweeter to my ears…

Waking in the morning to the song of blackbirds outside the bedroom window, it is time to rise. Pulling on a tracksuit and trainers, grabbing a bottle of water and the dog lead it is time to pound the paths.  Opening the door the sun shines brightly and the song of blackbirds and now starlings compel you out of the door.  There is no need for ear phones and pop songs, at this time of the morning just after sunrise there are no crass noise of car engines or children; just sleepy bedroom windows, you and the birds.

Jogging through the meadow to the opposite spiral of houses the birds pass on their calls to the next tree and the next. At the halfway point you stop and rest, stretching out on the ground amongst the tall grasses. Meditating with closed eyes all of natures sounds become amplified.  Buzzing bees, shushing grass and trees, birds and the sound of your own steady breath next to your companions.

Continuing to job the rest of the way back home other homes begin to stir, the occasional car starts and begins its journey, the pure sounds of life around you begin to fade into the background now. No music is sweeter than that of life and its ebbing and flowing nature.

Describe what home is…

Home: the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household. An institution for people needing professional care. Returning to a common place by instinct to nest and procreate.

But we are emotional creatures so the definition of home is so much more.  For some, home is a place to find family and comfort; or a car that resembles big family decisions, holidays and life experiences that provide that home like attachment.

Home can be the sensation of peace, a place for contemplation and calm, rainy days spent reading in a nook, or the feeling of relief when you climb under the duvet.

Home is more than a building; it can be a boat or a caravan too. Home, by emotional or sentimental definition is the place where you feel the most like yourself. A place of sanctuary away from the stresses and pressures of ‘life’ outside.

Home is where I can find my family, my dogs, my books, my crystals, my memories, and the place where I can take off my bra as soon as I get through the door and crawl into my most dishevelled clothes without feeling judged or having to keep up appearances. It is my retreat, wherever it may be at any given time.

Would you ever want to be famous?

“Seek to be worth knowing rather than be well known”

At some point while growing up it is pretty reliable that all children dream of being famous for something – a footballer, an athlete, a singer, a performer, a designer, an inventor etc.  I had my eyes set on the stage but when it came down to it stage fright won every time. I grew up, dreams changed, ambition for stardom faded and a desire to be remembered by friends took that dream’s place.

Now I desire to be worth knowing, and decided what I want to be known for is generosity and helpfulness.  I aspire to be a person friends feel comfortable talking to when they need some support. I aspire to spread kindness around my town by leaving post-it notes in shops and books (#secretnotes). I aspire to be mindful of all being around me and help preserve open spaces and community spirit.

Fame in the 21st Century is awash with reality celebrities, there are very few truly ‘famous’ people around (those renowned for something admirable that is). Celebrity is flippant and shallow and I have never dreamed of being a celebrity of any sort. The phrase ‘legend’ is churned out far too easily (and I feel incorrectly), a person becomes legendary once they have died and typically a person who achieved something remarkable and extraordinary such as Albert Einstein and Marie Curie.  Now Pete ordering and finishing a ‘cheeky Nandos’ is a ‘Legend’!  umm, no, no he isn’t.

What is the price of fame?

It is all so Natural

As a species we naturally evolve.  I am not the person I was yesterday, I am certainly not the same person I was a year ago.  Each day I grow – emotionally, mentally and physically. I learn from experience what hurts and what creates joy and apply that learning to either avoid getting hurt again or to experience more happiness.

Nature is natural. I feel more myself when I am immersed in nature. It is the sweeping of the wind through my hair, the flowers scent as I brush past my garden plants, bees pollenating in the tall grasses surrounding the field behind my house. It is beautiful watching other beings go about their business, it feels natural to observe and appreciate all that they provide me while doing their jobs.  Further evolution as my garden changes with each season and year, establishing itself more and more.

It is natural feeling protective of loved ones, friends and family alike. We each want the best for our children (or our pets), to protect them from harm and encourage all that is wonderful.  Natural to love them unconditionally even at times when you may not like them.

Natural movement of water, cascading down from the mountains into a babbling brook; down the crevasses towards a stream and flowing over rock beds and reeds into a river. The river collects its natural current, ebbing and flowing onward towards the open sea.  Each stage of that first drop of water naturally feeding habitats and wildlife until it reaches our homes and shores.  The stillness of a lake providing tranquillity and peace, also a natural pearl of life we enjoy.

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