Not everyone's favourite flower but stunning today
Centred by an ornamental pool and this iconic dovecote the kitchen garden is drifting into its late summer fecundity.
Mysterious depths hiding newts and goldfish
No naked stemmed colchiums yet in the orchard but some wind skitty hens.
And some wind skitty little 'uns. Keep on the grass
Apparently they know their onions round here.
Some bizarre: love these spires
I guess the feudal system had something going for it after all.
Love this photos but being a pedent I would dispute that that poxy dovecote qualifies as "iconic". Ha ha.
ReplyDeleteThat's cos every other house in Essex has a clock tower
ReplyDeleteOooh you bitch.
ReplyDeleteI'd love a walled garden. Clock towers in Essex, I thought they were moving over to the must have Orangery. The Boss and I visited Felbrigg, fabulous place, money in those days really was money. ATB, John
ReplyDeleteListen, Essex is like America ( yeah, ponder on that ), it's so big and diverse that one bit of it is very different to another. New York is different to Ohio and some new crap development in the "deep south" ( see?) of Essex is quite different to the magnificence of the Tendring Peninsula. Got that ?
ReplyDeleteBut not as big as Yorkshire my home county. A young man who worked for me was threatened with a sawn-off shotgun some traffic lights in Brentwood so I get the America link there. I think his specially prepared Ford was faster than their car.
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North Yorkshire, South Yorksire, Humberside, they can't decide where it begins and finishes or even what to call it. Brentwood qualifies as the deep south and we northerners share nothing in common with them. I can see I'm fighting a losing battle convincing you !
DeleteJaywick probably cuts the trailer trash demographic. Norfolk is second biggest to the divided Republic of Yorkshire, Yorkshire. About a third of Norfolk is the baronial seat of the Coke's of Holkham so it seems.And of course the Chelsea on Sea Burnhams.
ReplyDeleteI refuse to go to the Burnhams, when we were looking for a house up here we stayed at a hostelry on the North Norfolk coast and were enjoying a quiet and very pleasant meal when this bunch of, well twats came in and proceeded to shout and bray at the top of their voices. They weren't young, some were in their sixties, after about ten minutes when they'd pretty well emptied the dining room I politely asked them to turn the volume down.
DeleteThe reply? Why don't you fack orf. Dining room fully disturbed by my non- verbal response. As the Boss said, 'he'll think twice before he mouths off like that again'. The 'Chelsea set' are to be avoided as are the 'Kensington set'. Cretins and, as my grandfather used to say, 'gobshites'.
Norfolk is a great place but some of those 'people' who think they own it along with the five bedroomed 'weekend cottage', let's say they irritate me.
Much prefer our working area.
John
You'll have to go into more detail about your "non verbal" response when we have our pike session. Sounds interesting......
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