Secrets and Lies

And so I must come clean about the real reason for my visit to Orford Ness. Retracing Dolby's footsteps had some appeal it's true, but I have a very photogenic red and white lighthouse much nearer home.  The coastal nature reserve also has photo appeal, but again there is a wildfowl and wetland centre virtually … Continue reading Secrets and Lies


Natural Ness

The ten miles of shingle that forms Orford Ness is much more than just a long ridge of pebbles with a jeopardised lighthouse at one end. Nature has a way of claiming any environment given half a chance, and has a myriad of methods. The gaps between the pebbles provide opportunities windblown sand and dirt … Continue reading Natural Ness

The Very Visible Lighthouse

A couple of years ago my daughter Holly and I attended an unusual screening at Tyneside Cinema in which a film director was premiering his latest (and only) film. The evening was in three parts. Firstly the film was shown, though soundtrack and narration were performed live from a spot to the left of the … Continue reading The Very Visible Lighthouse

How Fortless

The shingle spit of Orford Ness runs north to Aldeburgh, the town giving its name to the river rather than the reverse.  Places like Doncaster (The Castle on the Don) and Rotherham (village on the Rother) take their name from the waterway running through them, but Aldeburgh means "Old Fort" so is independent of the … Continue reading How Fortless

More from the Ore

When does a town become a village? I'm not sure there's a clear point where the reverse comes true, but it must happen as most towns have begun as smaller settlements that have grown or merged from historical villages.  My own birthplace of Sunderland grew from Wearmouth, Bishopwearmouth, and Monkwearmouth according to my primary school … Continue reading More from the Ore

Fording the Ore

My main objective in this trip to East Anglia was inaccessible by car.  I needed to be ferried across the water, and interesting water at that.  The gulls, the fishing boats, the salt air, the rise and fall of tide all point to this being the sea, but this is Orford, the crossing point of … Continue reading Fording the Ore

Return to Mulberry*

Down the beaches Hand in hand Twelfth of never On the sand Then war took her away Europa and The Pirate Twins  I must apologise for bringing Thomas Dolby back to these pages with such indecent haste, but his showing/performance of The Invisible Lighthouse at the Tyneside Cinema resonated so strongly that I could not … Continue reading Return to Mulberry*