Summer in Suffolk

Saturday, 15 July 2017

After getting back from Canada and dealing with my first ever bout of jet lag combined with London's sticky hot weather and research fatigue, a couple of days of sea air were exactly the right remedy to blow out some of the cobwebs. Danny's mum and stepdad had rented a little cottage by the sea in the pretty town of Aldeburgh, Suffolk, and we joined them for a night by the coast. We arrived in the morning - with a detour via the shop at Alder Carr Farm to pick up a pint of their home made damson plum ice cream - and after breakfast headed straight out for a walk across the flats to the beach. Both of the dogs managed to mistake a weed-covered river for grass, and each got a surprise ducking when they tried to run across it; Angel managed it twice! Last time we took Angel to the beach was her first ever visit and she wasn't off the lead yet, but this time she had a blast fighting the waves, chasing pebbles (she lost her ball in the aforementioned ducking) and being stopped from drinking salt water. We took a walk along the coast and then back through the town, where Angel had her first doggy ice cream cone (in one bite), and back for a relax at the cottage before heading out for some dinner at The Lighthouse. Aldeburgh is beautiful, full of grand period houses and cute pastel coloured cottages. It's also very dog friendly - nearly every shop has a bowl of water outside, there's plenty of pubs and restaurants which allow dogs in their outdoor areas (including The Lighthouse) and whilst the beach in front of the town is dog free May-September, they're allowed on the beaches either side as well as the main promenade.

The next morning we packed up and headed up the coast to nearby Southwold, another very pretty town with sandy beaches and a lighthouse. We played on the beach and picked out which we'd have from the line of candy-striped beach huts before walking up into the town, but unfortunately the rest of our visit didn't go entirely to plan! A huge thunderstorm rolled in right over our heads, complete with fork lightning, and our thunder-terrified dog went into meltdown mode. We ended up back in the car having to restrain her from climbing onto the dashboard. All was not lost, however, as we drove out of Southwold back into bright sunshine and picked up strawberries from a local farm to eat with my homemade brownies and damson ice cream for lunch. The three of us were pretty sad when the time came to pack up the car and head back to London!

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