Felixstowe Suffolk UK
Greetings and happy three-day weekend to everyone who has a Monday holiday coming up.
I hope to re-launch this blog sometime next month, with an enhanced header title and photograph that incorporates this little part of the planet that’s come to mean so much to me. I’ve also set myself a goal of publishing shorter posts more frequently – advice recommended to all bloggers but an objective that seems to elude me every time I sit down to write. I’m going to really try, though!
We have numerous projects we’d like to accomplish inside our new place – and there’s so much else we want to do, from local activities to travel near and far. And we’re always drawn to simply stepping out onto the balcony, to breathe the fresh air and watch whatever shipping or sailing activities may be taking place on the sea and around the Felixstowe docks.
On my desk is a pile of papers and to-do’s I set physically and mentally aside in recent months, telling myself ‘Do what must be done now and leave the rest until you return in early June.’ The first five months of the year have whizzed by and the piles must now be tackled.
As many of you know and have experienced yourselves, there’s so much to learn and absorb during one’s early days in a new home and country.
Here in England, some water taps turn in the reverse direction from the way they do in Australia — you pull them toward you to turn them off. On our first day back, after long overnight flights and before we went out to dinner at our friends’ home (thank you again, J&D!), I washed my hands and. thinking I was careful to turn the tap off tight, pushed it as far away from me as I could and promptly left the room. When we returned home several hours later, we found the tap gushing at full force into the sink. I blame jet lag for not noticing it when we left, and thank my stars the sink drain works, apparently quite well.
I’m also finding it fascinating to learn the provenance of familiar foods. Much is grown locally. I still adore parsnips but am presently enraptured by Suffolk asparagus, which is in season. The salmon we bought earlier this week came from Norway, instead of Tasmania. It was delicious, and we’re keen to try Scottish salmon next.
There’s so much here I want to write about. I feel a buzz in the air already for summer at the seaside, that old, glorious family tradition which remains as alive here in England as it does elsewhere in the world. We’ve made various plans for upcoming events, which I’ll share in future posts.
In the meantime, happy early summer, and here’s a photo from a recent evening when we enjoyed dinner at a riverside pub, another experience that delights me here and which I’ll write more about in due course.
Cheers for now and more soon.
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