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More fires hit Norfolk | Latest Dereham News – Dereham Times

PUBLISHED: 21:37 22 July 2018 | UPDATED: 22:02 22 July 2018

Straw bales on fire between Ranworth and South Walsham. Photo: Ian Thompson
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Reports of fires being set deliberately have piled more pressure on the fire service this weekend…

Drug Dealer Is “Literally Two Minutes Away Mate” Independent …

A small town in Norfolk was at the center of an independent report carried out by Trading Standards yesterday evening which confirmed that local Norwich dealer Little Pete Alexander was actually just two minutes away . An investigation was launched, in a bid to bring fairer and more honest product descriptions and delivery times to the UK drug trade, by Trading Standards at 6.38pm last night when a mister Wes. T.

Wood of Acle, Norfolk, was told almost forty minutes previously by his dealer that he would be about five minutes . Wunderground spoke with Mr Wood to get his take on events, To be fair it was pretty unexpected. The evening started out fairly standardly, I was watching The Voice on catch-up and eating overpriced, starchy Chinese food with Wifey when Will.I.Am came on the telly with those creepy eyes of his, the ones that look like someone forced two pickled onions into the eye sockets of a particularly docile panda, and I suddenly remembered that I fucking hate my life.

In a fit of impotent rage I launched a tub of black bean sauce at the wall above the TV, then yelled at Wifey to clean it up, he continued nonchalantly. While she was busy holding back the tears in her Pineapple Dance Studios tracksuit and sponging the black bean off the Laura Ashley wallpaper, I got on the phone to my mates Spoony and Hodge to let them know that we were going out into the city to have it large and get bollocksed for the night. Obviously they were well up for it, there s fuck all else to do around Norfolk unless you have an ounce of creativity or some gear, and at that point we had neither, continued Mr Wood, with the vacant stare of an offshore oil worker waiting for a North Sea contract in 2016.

Our normal guy, Reds, wasn t answering his phone so we tried this new lad, Little Pete, who we met in the pub outside the railway station in Brundall. He said he d be five minutes tops , claimed Mr Wood, scratching furiously at the flesh on his wrist where you would normally expect to see a watch. We sat there for forty cunting minutes, explained Mr.

Wood s angrily. We d drank half a case of Breezer while we were waiting on the unpunctual little twat and there was still no sign of him, eventually we decided enough was enough, something needed to be done, so we got on the phone to Trading Standards and made a number of complaints about his business practices. After being put through three switch boards, speaking to about ten different morons and being placed on hold for a total of thirty four, abhorrently Jessie J soundtracked, minutes we eventually got through to some bird called Sheila in HR.

She assured us that they had launched a full investigation into the matter and that a representative had just spoke with Little Pete and he was LITERALLY two minutes away .

They were spot on too, exactly two minutes later the daft little bastard showed up and gave us our gear, the rest as they say is history .

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I'll think of something later: Norfolk Churches 150-166: Cromer to …

The first of our annual September walks to raise money for the Norfolk Churches Trust back in 2002 focused on the area around where our cicerona Jill’s mother lived, Burnham Thorpe. Since then Jill’s Norfolk bases have been King’s Lynn and now Southrepps, where her moving-in coincided with an astonishingly good August festival 1 featuring top young musicians I’d met earlier in the summer. The plan this time – executed in full despite poor prognostication of the weather – was to cover 16 churches and chapels in 18 miles.

The Friday, when we travelled, was hot and sunny; Saturday, the scheduled day of the walk was scheduled to be wet until at least mid-afternoon. We persuaded Jill that we could do half of it in sunshine and the other half later on Saturday. But this plan was kiboshed – serendipitously, as it turned out – by the second of several carelessnesses which marked the long weekend: at Norwich we went straight to what looked like the platform where the branch line to Gunton and Cromer has its terminus.

Or so we thought until the familiar-looking two-carriage train left five minutes earlier, and as we moved off we saw there was another platform further up to the left where the one we should have caught was sitting. So we got out at the first stop on the way to Great Yarmouth heading east rather than north, Brundall Gardens, and found out that the next train back to Norwich was in precisely an hour. Phoned Jill, who had to drive a long way to pick us up, and had the chance of exploring two more churches I suppose I could have added to the list.

The first was petite St Lawrence Brundall, with its 13th century double bellcote, its lead font and a 16th century roundel of the gridironed saint. The second was hugely impressive and, along with Trunch, the glory of the weekend, St Andrew and St Peter Blofield. Chief of its delights are a tall tower, a stupendous octagonal font with carved scenes from the life of Christ, and some fascinating 1930s windows in memory of local benefactor Margaret Harker, including a scene of fisher girls working at Great Yarmouth.

My own photos of all these treasures and of the day of the walk itself – which turned out absolutely fine much earlier than originally forecast, clear by noon – are lost along with my precious Nokia (precious inasmuch as there were other pictures I hadn’t downloaded). The hope of its turning up has been the reason for delay in posting here. I’m hugely grateful to our fourth regular walking companion, Cally Brooke Johnson, for most of the shots featured here; I hope she’ll forgive me for having fiddled around with them.

Her first contribution is of the main temple in Cromer, Britain’s best pier according to some poll our other, which we reached by train from Gunton. We ticked off four chapels in the rain – one with boarded-up windows in the ‘new’ cemetery to the south, the one belonging to the Methodists who gave us a warm welcome as they always do, one converted into Cromer’s impressive library, and a red-brick Baptist place of worship in the High Street. But the obvious religious high point, in more ways than one owing to its tower (record-breaking for Norfolk), is St Peter and St Paul.

This snap courtesy of Discover Norfolk . A busy coffee morning was in full swing inside, and I’m grateful to the kindness of the local ladies; walking backwards to snap the very odd west window with its bleeding greens, I fell over a step and bruised my spine. By this stage my three companions had exited.

The ladies came rushing, sat me down, gave me a coffee and offered me some cake. Pevsner calls the interior ‘a little disappointing’ after the external display, but I liked its height and light. The angel roof is Victorian, but splendid.

The best glass is workshop of William Morris, c.1874, with fine angels and prophets. Since I’ve had no reply yet to my call for help from Simon Nott, whose Norfolk Churches site always has the most comprehensive images of every church he’s visited, I settled for this one of the lower panels (note the fine angels) posted on Twitter by Caroline Arscott. As I don’t do Twitter, I couldn’t ask her permission, but I hope she doesn’t mind.

Two of the parishioners told me not to miss the early 20th century Catholic church on the road to Overstrand. That meant walking along a road rather than a bit of coastline, but the building’s woody, airy interior was worth seeing. Overstrand itself turned out to be quite a religious centre, owing to the Christian Endeavour holiday home lodged within one of three Lutyens buildings in the village.

On the way we saw St Martin, ruinous in the 18th century and well restored in the early 20th. St Martin’s one curiosity, not mentioned by Pevsner, is the bread oven in the bell tower. The curious unfolded in abundance when we walked up the drive of the aforementioned CE home, the Pleasaunce.

It’s an awkward conjoining of two villas into one home for Lord Battersea, the Liberal MP, and his Jewish (Rothschild) wife, a much-loved philanthropist. The family coat of arms, splendid in itself, is somewhat out of proportion to the rest of the facade, worked on by Lutyens in 1897-9, but here I’ve taken Cal’s picture and focused in on it. The motto is ‘God tendeth the flowers’ – ‘not, we hope’, says the guide by Monica E Sykes, ‘a pun on the family name’, but why not?

Opposite are the stables with a massy tower that seems in harmony with the marine surroundings. Just beyond the porch is one of the Moroccan doors Lord Battersea brought back from his travels, looking good against a background of (I presume) William De Morgan tiles. We had the CE man in charge’s permission to wander the grounds.

The present planting has little to do with Gertrude Jekyll’s work alongside Lutyens, though the outlines of the circuar sunken garden remain, and the so-called ‘cloisters’ are rather monstrous but presumably a nice shady spot to sit in the heat of summer. Although it’s not consecrated, we thought we could claim the chapel into which the rather charming gatehouse was converted, with its odd little homage to Palladio inside (no shots from Cal to give a good impression of the interior, sadly). Returning on Sunday, we tried to see another Lutyens building, Overstrand Hall, but were warned off at the security intercom by the gates.

Lutyens’ only Nonconformist design, the Methodist Church of 1898, is, as Pevsner says, ‘a very curious design’, at least in its clerestory with its ten lunette windows, four of which you can see here.. The ladies inside were predictably delightful, and seemingly grateful that their Sunday congregation of nine sometimes got bulked up by the Christian visitors from The Pleasaunce. Bliss it was to be in Overstrand at lunchtime, because the crab and lobster shack was open and we had lashings of both, probably the best and certainly the freshest I’ve ever tasted, in the little yard at the back.

I had some rather detailed shots of the fare, all lost; there’s the Lumix camera sitting on the table beside me as a sad reminder. More walking frustratingly close to the coast led us to the real charmer of a church at Sidestrand, moved inland in 1880 from a site now eaten away by the sea. The tower counts in the list of round-tower pursuers – we saw their logo – despite the octagonal upper part.

The inside was so harmonious, making good use of Jacobean panelling. No shot of that, so – having dropped our plan to make an inland detour to St Mary Northrepps, which we saw the next day, in a lovely situation but with nothing to impress inside – onwards towards the coast, looking back towards Overstrand while here we are making our way along the path to Trimingham, where it hasn’t been eroded. As with the so-called ‘Jurassic coast’ of Dorset, the cliffs are rich in fossils, and the hunters come out in force whenever there’s a landslide, which is often.

I have my own photo of the outside of the Church of St John the Baptist, since we walked here from Southrepps on our first visit (though we saved the interior for this time). Its short west tower and the well-kept, very green churchyard make an attractive ensemble. Strictly this is the Church of the Head of John the Baptist (San Giovanni Decollato), because one such stone reproduction provided a point of pilgrimage on the way to Walsingham; where the head has gone I’m not quite sure.

Jokanaan’s face does feature in a tiny detail of the c.1500 rood screen with its eight saints. Cally didn’t snap that, but here are four of them; note the dragon and beast detail above in the second picture. We now retraced our summer steps up to a point by heading inland across the mildly hilly country no-one seems to associate with Norfolk – not so ‘very flat’, pace Coward – and after some miles passed a fine old mill to reach All Saints Gimingham.

It looks alluring flanked by trees across a field in the late afternoon light but apart from its font and a couple of benchends didn’t have much to say for itself. There was no-one to sign our forms, and – worse – no refreshment, a black mark, though it seems that everyone was up the road at Trunch preparing for the concert to be led by the vicar as part of a folk band. So we moved swiftly on in the hope of finding St Botolph’s open after 5, which of course it was.

And yes, the best of the churches came last. Trunch’s treasure in the centre of a triangle which is part village green, notes Pevsner, ‘will always remain in one’s mind as the church with the font canopy. There is however much else to be enjoyed’.

There certainly is: a fine rood screen of 1502 with much of the original colouring which fits into the lofty early Perpendicular whole very beautifully, fine stalls with misericords and imaginative benchends, their backs now up against the screen and a fine hammerbeam roof with angels. The font itself, of 1350, can easily be overlooked, given the glory all around it, which dates, like the rood screen, from half a century earlier.. The cover is one of what Pevsner cites as only four in England, locating the others are in Norwich’s St Peter Mancroft, Luton and Durham Cathedral, though I’m sure the unique font cover we saw in Terrington St Clement 2 with its 17th century Flemish paintings ough to count.

It seems astonishing that such a treasure of carving in oak is accessible to all within a much-visited church. The eight posts are decorated with vine, lily, thistle and the odd bird and beast – very odd in the case of the monkey holding a crozier, a dig at the vanity of bishops (though of course I praise the one in the Lords who voted against the scale of Osborne’s invidious tax relief proposals). The guide I bought, ‘Trunch Miscellany: A Walk Around Guide’, told us to look for the pig wearing a mitre.

We did, but in vain, for he doesn’t exist, as another guide we saw a bit later confirmed.Anyway, the posts rise up to ‘a fan-like vault with a pendant and very much cusped fields’ (Pevsner) ‘The upper stage has eight big, somewhat heavy, tripartite, hanging vaulted canopies’ (Pevsner again). And, as in the screen, traces of the original painting. With the setting sun lighting up the church tower, we set off on the last, green-lane stage of the walk – always a joy, usually yielding a sunset, though we were too much in trees to catch it entirely.

A barn owl glided and swooped around a field just past the oaktree-framed signpost featured up top (I had a couple of good shots, o Weh!). We didn’t actually reach St James Southrepps until 8.30pm, having freshened up back at Jill’s before walking across the fields in the semi-dark to the excellent pub for supper. Candles lit up the church from within, but here’s a bit more from the first visit: another outside shot to add to the one I put up in the chchugging blog notice 3 , more of the scallops friezed close to the base of the building (only collect with the St James trail starting at the Cathedral in Le Puy 4 ) and the one original fragment of glass.

Sunday morning dawned bright, and stayed so just in time for me to have a dip in the North Sea at Overstrand – childsplay compared to the waters off Fife back in July. I’d have no shame being caught at closer quarters, but the diplo-mate’s usual modesty, though he was fully clothed, forbids anything nearer than this. Then we went and spoiled the uniqueness of Saturday’s crab lunch with more of the same.

I look forward to more of that next year, when we strike out from Southrepps further north-east. I’ve finally written this up as a belated push for more contributions. If you want to help, you know where to find me – or you can always leave a message which I won’t publish and I’ll get back to you.

Previous chronicles: Mileham to Bittering, 2014 5 Beechamwell to Gooderstone, 2013 6 Ingoldisthorpe to Thornham, 2012 7 East Rudham to Helhoughton, 2011 8 Wormegay to Castle Acre, 2010 9 Walpoles to Wiggenhalls, 2009 10 King’s Lynn to Sandringham, 2008 11 Earlier walks back to 2002 BB (Before Blog) References ^ astonishingly good August festival ( ^ Terrington St Clement ( ^ chchugging blog notice ( ^ Cathedral in Le Puy ( ^ Mileham to Bittering, 2014 ( ^ Beechamwell to Gooderstone, 2013 ( ^ Ingoldisthorpe to Thornham, 2012 ( ^ East Rudham to Helhoughton, 2011 ( ^ Wormegay to Castle Acre, 2010 ( ^ Walpoles to Wiggenhalls, 2009 ( ^ King’s Lynn to Sandringham, 2008 (

New riverside caf and bistro comes to Brundall

Sophie Hodgkinson who has opened up the East Hills Cafe and Bistro on Brundall Marina. Picture: James Bass Saturday, April 25, 2015 12:33 PM A district nurse has opened a new caf and bistro in Brundall. To send a link to this page to a friend, you must be logged in.

Sophie Hodgkinson, 36, started the business venture on the marina in a bid to give the community a place to eat, socialise and shop for gifts and clothing. The new mum had the idea to open the caf when on maternity leave with her 19-month-old William. Now she and pilot husband John and business partner Jamie Podgers, both 32, are serving lunches by day and evening meal from Thursday to Saturday.

Mrs Hodgkinson, of West End Avenue, Brundall, said: Being a new mum I thought Brundall needs somewhere where people like me can meet up with friends and socialise with others.

A lot of people have said it s just what Brundall needs and we have had people return already.

Norfolk Constabulary: Winter boat security reminder

20 January 2015 Norfolk Constabulary s Broads Beat team is reminding boat owners to double check the security of their boats during the winter months. Historically, opportunist thieves have targeted boats that have been left unattended, insecure and where items have been left on display. Broads Beat officers are urging boat owners to remove these opportunities to help reduce the chances of falling victim to maritime crime.

The warning comes after a satellite dish and the outer-cowling, worth around 2,000, was stolen from a boat in Norwich Road in Wroxham between 5.30pm on Wednesday 14 January and 8.30am on Thursday 15 January. Two ‘Raymarine’ chart plotters, worth around 3,000 each, have also been stolen from a boat in Brundall Bay Marina between 5.30pm on Friday 9 January and 8.45am on Monday 12 January. PC Paul Bassham said: “Boat owners and hirers spend a lot of money buying and maintaining their boats, so the last thing you want is to be a victim of theft. “It is important to take the security of your boat as seriously as you would your home, ensuring it is left secure and making life difficult for criminals to steal your boat and items on board. “If you haven t already, make sure you have a detailed list of your boating equipment including serial numbers, which is first line of defence against thieves, which proves invaluable if your property is stolen.” Broads Beat officers also strongly recommend marking valuable items of property with your postcode, making them less attractive to a thief and easier to identify if stolen.

PC Bassham added: “The other benefit to recording serial numbers and marking your items is the improved chances we have of prosecuting offenders.

For more information visit the Broads Beat section at 1 .

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