The Anonymous Widower

Sheringham

I spent an hour or so in Sheringham, but sadly I didn’t find anywhere suitable for lunch.

I was too late for lunch and too early for supper, so I just had half a pint of Aspall’s cyder and walked back up the hill to get the train back. I could have got plenty of unhealthy food and judging by the size of many of the visitors, there was an answer to “Who ate all the pies?”

It was a lovely day as the pictures show, but quite a few cafes and restaurants were closed.

It is also a town, crying out for the main street to be pedestrianised, as the traffic and the pavements crowded with the obese made walking up and down to the beach a real obstacle course.

June 21, 2014 - Posted by | World | ,

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