Really the only reason that we went to Norwich was to meet Paul’s family. Little did I know, it would end up being one of my favourite parts of the trip. I owe that largely to Paul’s Auntie Sue and Uncle Jimmy’s kindness and hospitality. They put us up in their own bedroom with amazing views across a paddock full of horses and cooked us up some amazing food, and pretty much made me feel like a queen.
Their gorgeous backyard garden was the setting for a fantastic family reunion where we got to meet/catch-up with Paul’s cousins, Daniel, Tamsin, Megan, and Phillip, and their partners and children: Rosie, John, Elizabeth, Eleanor, Adam, Jane, Emily and Sean.
While in Norwich, we also visited West Stow, an Anglo Saxon village, with Jimmy, Sue, Tamsin, Elizabeth and Eleanor. We had a picnic, built forts, and pretended to be Anglo Saxons (Dutch, Danish and German people who settled in England after the Romans left and before the Vikings arrived).
As difficult as it was to leave the luxury of Norwich, it was time to travel back to the Neolithic period and check out Stonehenge.
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