Property News · June 30, 2017

Let’s move to Aylsham, Norfolk: an extraordinarily ordinary delight


You’re out of the way, but that’s why you’re here, isn’t it?What’s going for it? You don’t mind if I do a bit of personal research masquerading as journalism, do you? (“Isn’t that what you do here every week, Tom?”) Will you be my guinea pigs? Ta very much. Only some friends have to move to Norfolk, so I said I’d scout around. And I don’t mean that Norfolk, all sand dunes and soy lattes. I mean Norfolk Norfolk. Aylsham will do nicely. It’s not so far from the illustrious north Norfolk coast, but just far enough to keep the property investors and la-di-das away. But a half-hour drive? That wouldn’t stop me making a spontaneous Saturday morning trip to Cromer with the kids, picnic blanket, bucket and spade and all in the boot. Best thing of all to the middle-aged (ie, me)? You get to come home at the end of the day to Aylsham, one of those extraordinarily ordinary delights they don’t make any more; its Dutch gabled lanes hung with old butchers that sell lard, a palatial wool-town church, or the splendidly named Granville Bond fishmongers for crab sarnies, and – yes – the odd fancy-pants deli and vintage chic home decor emporium, but not so many as to get the estate agents all frothed up.The case against Very little. You’re out of the way, but that’s why you’re here, isn’t it? The usual small-town blues. Continue reading…

Source : theguardian.com
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