Black horse on the sea bank - by a memorial to a local farmer
We drove over here on Saturday afternoon. A pleasant two hour journey. The cottage is splendid - clean, comfortable and peaceful. The kind owner left us a pint of milk, biscuits, teabags and coffee. After unpacking, Clint took us to the nearby sea bank for a short circular walk.
This part of England is as flat as a pancake. The sea bank is essential to prevent the waters of The Wash from flooding the rich agricultural land beyond. If you look at a map of the east coast of England you will see a place where it appears a giant has bitten a huge chunk out of the coastline. That is The Wash.
It was lovely walking in the early evening sunshine. Sheep, cattle and horses grazed on the grassy embankment and in the fields we saw rows of enormous cabbages awaiting harvest. Many of them were quite literally the size of footballs (American: soccer balls).
Further inland there's another sea bank - now redundant. It is known as "The Roman Bank"and certainly the Romans did build a sea bank near here but the one we walked along is most probably medieval.
Riverside scene in Wainfleet All Saints
Today we visited Gibraltar Point near Skegness, busy Skegness itself and a lovely inland village called Wainfleet All Saints. At four o'clock, we entered "The Bricklayers' Arms" near Wrangle for a late Sunday lunch. Oh my God! It was superb. Every element of that lunch was excellent from the slow-cooked beef to the golden roasted potatoes, the leeks in cheese sauce and the fluffy Yorkshire puddings and beef gravy. That must be what the catering will be like in heaven. My meal was washed down with a foaming pint of "Batemans" bitter. I hope that they serve that in heaven too. What will the internet access be like I wonder?
Tomorrow I think we will venture into the town of Boston itself. Watch this space.