We visited Hunstanton again, this time to have a look at it Sea Life Centre. Ed liked touching the star fish and I enjoyed the crab display by a lad who conceded that he didn’t really like crabs. However, Ed was testy and we broke up our visit into two parts. The funfair next door was of more interest. It was quiet and one ride operator kindly let him have a second go (even if it did mean withstanding the accompanying music of what sounded like an amalgamation of ‘When the Saints go Marching In’ and Elton John’s ‘How Wonderful Life is when you’re in the world’ played on a eighties kid’s Casio keyboard).I went for a run on the Norfolk coast in the evening and approached a scattered group of enthusiasts who had gathered to watch and film the sunset. I stopped running and joined these in viewing this impressive spectacle over the sea. There was little noise coming from anywhere – no cars or planes and of course my mobile wasn’t about to ring having died in that swimming pool. In a hectic child centered holiday, it was a nice respite to watch this splendid sight in the relative quiet.
Thursday July 8th 2010
The longer journey to Cromer entailed predicatable toilet stop requests along the way. I took Ed into a village pub and found his burgeoning interest in hand driers heightened by the presence of a Dyson Airblade.
Cromer was a reasonably pleasant, cheap and friendly place. It pleased me, after treading on some stony beaches, that the sand on the beach where we settled was relatively smooth. I bought Ed an ice cream then provided a supplementary role in catching the dropping cream from his clothes and lap. A set of rides at Cromer Kiddieland look like they go back some time – Jan thought that the Helter Skelter was the same one that she recalled from her seventies childhood. Old and rickety they may be, but they happily filled a kiddy size chunk of the afternoon.
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