Poochair
I’ve seen it all! You’ve probably gathered that North Norfolk is a haven for dogs and their owners. Dogs I tolerate, but some dog owners I don’t.
Strolling along the straight path seawards from Wells-next-the-Sea harbour, we were overhauled by lots of eager mutts taking owners for a walk. We had no such pressure, we were strolling.
There were also young couples with babies in pushchairs. Now I like babies, always turning to take a peek at the little chaps. Imagine my horror when the baby in the green pushchair turned out to be a bloody dog!
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Neville Hunt over 5 years ago
Thanks very much Drew. It’s a lovely part of the world and remarkably just two hoursish from London and Home Counties North. It’s mostly pretty classy (I.e. non-grocklish) and today we even re-evaluated Wells after we had gone to visit a (free) art exhibition in The Maltings, a wonderful space, gifted by the Lottery Fund and various other benefactors... and I bought a couple more partridge for a derisory three quid. Next meal sorted! Try a break here, lots of two person places or the one we’re in extends to 8 people if you take the cottage next door. We’re loving it! 💑
