They tell us that being out in nature is good for your soul. Good for your physical health. Good for your mental health too. Perhaps it’s the nearest thing we have that connects us to the universe. To the divine – the close encounter catalyst.
Today we make our way over to the Sandringham Estate, via Horsey Gap. It’s not famous for its horses. But for its seals. We want a close encounter. A divine connection. We’ve heard that they lie around on the beach all day. Waiting for us. Don’t go for a swim until they’ve made a connection or two either. We cough up £5. Two hours parking. Ten minutes later we’re on our way. A few can be seen bobbing. Treading water. Fifty metres off shore. They seem to be smiling ‘Ha, ha, gotchya’ grins. The owner of the privately owned car park is grinning too. We cut our losses.
We move west, try Cromer. Further along the coast. Wish we hadn’t. It has one saving grace. A brilliant idea of putting art out into the community – Street Side. This favourite, one of many.
Sandringham Estate. Another piece for the non existent igsaw puzzle . . . It’s difficult to imagine a different life for oneself. In different times or circumstances we may sometimes wish we were someone else. It’s even more difficult to imagine another’s life. Virtually impossible. But that’s what we sometimes do. A society media fed and lead. We watch. Search out. Capture the essence. Our timed entry booked for Monday 3pm.