Hunstanton was our favourite seaside place to visit when we used to stay with Mum & Dad so the opportunity to stay for a few days was too good to miss.
Mum had recommended Caley Hall Hotel in Old Hunstanton so that’s where we headed.
An erstwhile motel, most of the rooms are accessible from outside, and they are arranged round courtyards so there are pleasant areas to sit relax, and birdwatch.
During our stay the mornings were misty but the afternoons were sunny and warm.
Having visited Le Strange Old Barns for a spot of retail therapy we walked into Hunstanton, passing these gardens around St Edmund’s Chapel remains on the way. The lighthouse, now used for self catering accommodation, is just about visible!
Although the beach at the town centre was quiet, returning along the coastal path, the sun appeared, families turned up and children played.
In need of refreshments we lunched at the Ancient Mariner. A crab salad was just what I’d wanted! There were house martins flying ahead, a wedding party at the hotel, and a group of horses being exercised along the beach. Very relaxing.
As others are facing going back to work and school after the long summer break, I retired from the library service after 30+ years.
My first job was as a trainee at Kings Lynn library, a Carnegie library that resembles a red brick castle .
After 2 years at Ealing Tech at library school, my first professional post was as Aylesbury Urban Mobile librarian, a van that stopped for 2 or 3 hours in the estates and local larger villages. I sweltered through 1976 before progressing to the Schools Library Service as Secondary Librarian. I managed to visit all the secondary schools in Bucks before the council decided money needed to be saved and I was out of a job.
At 22 I was too young to be a branch librarian really, but was redeployed to Princes Risborough , a library in a medieval building in a tiny side street, with a beautiful garden. My colleagues here taught me a lot and in the end I found my feet.
In the meantime I had married and moved to Bletchley , and the commute was quite long so was grateful to gain a post at Newport Pagnell. The day before I started here I found I was pregnant; they were not happy, but I was, and left at the end of 1979.
A 10 year break from libraries then, raising 2 daughters and working for 3 years in a bookshop, and I was employed at Milton Keynes library as a job share with another returner. Throughout my time at MK I remained on a job share basis with 3 different partners. I highly recommend job share; a great way of balancing work and home, as long as you can cope with half a salary.
I have been fortunate to be able to work in a profession that suits me and I’ve worked with some inspiring people. I’m honoured to have been able to help local people with their enquiries and searches for reading material.
Photo by Dawn Hammond
I started this this number project a year ago, and I’m pleased to be over halfway to 100.
My 57 is the magnet in the centre of this photograph of some of the many and varied things attached to my fridge. I bought it at the National Trust shop at Stowe; it just so happens to be my door number too.
Or rather, for confidentiality, half a car registration.
Very strangely , the car was parked outside a house numbered 52 too, but I wasn’t going to push my luck and photograph the house as well.
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Roald Dahl was born on 13th September; I found this out at the Roald Dahl museum in Great Missenden yesterday. This transparency of the author as a baby is positioned over a light box hence the strange colour.