Archive for the ‘Suffolk’ Category

Woodbridge Tide Mill

Sunday, February 17th, 2008

Woodbridge Tide Mill
Woodbridge Tide Mill was restored and reopened in 1982

It really has felt like spring again the last two days, following last weekend’s cold but sunny days. It was more of the same today and yesterday, and after Saturday afternoon’s sporting activities, we buzzed up to Woodbridge for a couple of hours today.

Taking the cameras out, we walked along the edge of the river Deben, starting at the distinctive Tide Mill, which sits proudly on the mouth of Woodbridge quay. Reflecting the mid-afternoon sunshine, its white clapperboard timbers glinted and shone in the sun’s rays, while its red roof made contrasting colours against the cloudless blue sky.

Standing above the mud-flatted river for centuries, even the Mill’s nearby Waterfront Café in The Granary has even been acclaimed by local foodie and hotel inspector Ruth Watson, who described the place as ‘Lively, fun, yet quietly serious about food’.

Lots of people had the same idea as us. A seemingly endless stream of dog walkers and their furry friends strolled past us on the raised path, while picture takers of both amateur and professional natures clicked their shutters in the long grass below.

After gently walking as far as the little (and smelly) beach and boat hut at the very far part of the river pathway, we rewarded ourselves with a coffee at the recently reopened Tea Hut.

The afternoon was much the same as one that we had spent at the small town a good 16 months ago, but that’s what was nice about it – a familiar and picturesque place and familiar activities that we haven’t done for a while.

It felt good to be back outside again (even if it was cold), and as we sat drinking our warming drinks, we hoped for more afternoons of the same, and vowed to make the most of any coming sun.

The Leaping Hare restaurant at Wyken Vineyards

Monday, October 29th, 2007

Wyken Vineyards

We’d been to the picturesque Wyken Vineyards in Suffolk before, to mooch around the farmers’ market on a sunny weekend morning in July. But, on Saturday evening we kept a long-talked about date, dressed up in our best togs, and ate at Wyken’s well-regarded restaurant, The Leaping Hare.

I’d not eaten in the cosy 400-year old barn for some while, but am pleased to report that the experience is just as enjoyable as it was on those two previous occasions. It’s little wonder that it was voted the place which serves the best Sunday lunch in East Anglia by readers of The Observer Food Monthly back in March, as the food is very good, and the staff attentive, courteous, and friendly.

The menu has tastes of modern British and European cuisine, using fresh ingredients, sourced locally and seasonally where possible (certain constituents even come from the Wyken estate itself). Indeed, so reportedly good is the place that it is listed in both the Michelin and Good Food Guides, and although the prices are more than we would usually pay, as we were celebrating, we thought the £54 for the two of us was reasonable enough.

Starting with the starters, my broccoli soup was creamy and sprinkled with almonds, while Nik’s spiced aubergine with a mint and yoghurt dressing and pitta, was equally good. Based on memories of my last visit, we both plumped for the same main course, a leek and butternut squash and risotto, which was just as pleasing as I remembered it.

Finally, the desserts of apple crisp with cinnamon ice cream, and blood orange and vodka jelly with vanilla bean ice cream, rounded off both the meal and the Wyken dining experience nicely.

The menu changes daily (no doubt dictated by the availability of local produce on any given day), and with starters costing £4.95 upwards (much the same for desserts), and the mains priced at £12.95, rising to £19.95 for grouse, The Leaping Hare attracts a distinguished, local, and rural clientele. Wine starts at around £14.50 for a bottle of house red or white, and with an extensive list, even the most discerning palette should be happy.

Of course, the seven-acre vineyards at Wyken produce wine themselves. All white varieties, ‘Wyken Bacchus’ is a previous recipient of the English Vineyard Association’s ‘Wine of the Year’ award, while ‘Wyken Moonshine’ caters for the sparkling drinkers.

A new rosé, ‘Wyken Pink’, has recently appeared on The Leaping Hare’s wine list, and the estate’s first ever beer, ‘Good Dog Ale’, has recently been brewed on-site. (We chose the Wyken Pink and can heartily recommend it.)

The country shop is open to browse around in during breaks in the meal (although if like us, the courses follow each other quickly, there will be no time to look around), and the ambience afforded by the high-roofed and beamed barn is both intimate and relaxing, the Suffolk green-painted chairs and small table lamps playing their upmarket country cottage parts well.

The barn also houses a small café, which is open from 10am to 6pm daily, and offers cheaper (though no less fresh or local) treats, while the restaurant itself is open Friday and Saturday evenings only from 7pm. Booking is advisable, though.

The Leaping Hare Restaurant at Wyken Vineyards (01359 250287) can be found at Stanton, Suffolk, 9 miles north east from Bury St Edmunds.

Orford Ness

Saturday, October 13th, 2007

Danger at Orford Ness
Orford Ness was previously a top-secret miltary test site 

We paid a long overdue visit to Orford Ness on the Suffolk coast, today. A 10-mile shingle spit of land separated from the mainland by the river Ore, it can be reached from a ferry run by the National Trust (who own the Ness), which leaves Orford Quay every twenty minutes or so.

The largest vegetated shingle spit in Europe, it is both a Site of Special Scientific Interest, and a place of mystery, as the stark concrete buildings which populate the far reaches of the stony beaches tell stories of danger and experimentation. Orford Ness was home to both the Ministry of Defence’s Experimental Flying Research Station, and after World War 2, the Atomic Weapons Research Establishment (AWRE).

Orford Ness military binoculars
Orford Ness ceased miltary operations in 1985

Top-secret military testing at this officially designated Outstanding Area of Natural Beauty was hosted during both World Wars, while the AWRE moved in during the Cold War. An experimental over-the-horizon-radar, known as Cobra Mist, was developed in the buildings and land now occupied by Orford Ness Transmitting Station, too, which now broadcasts the BBC World Service to Eastern Europe, and Radio Nationaal to The Netherlands.

BBC Word Service transmitters at Orford Ness
BBC Word Service transmitters at Orford Ness 

Much of Orford Ness can be explored, and it is both an eerily austere and beautiful place, because of its sinister warfare history and its natural scenic landscape. Three walking trails take visitors around the spit, and although the shingle beaches and former airfield can be accessed, parts of the old Cobra Mist and atomic weapons research sites remain out of reach to the public.

Strolling around the signposted paths (visitors are advised to keep to the marked routes as although made safe after its closure, buried and unexploded ordnance can make its way to the surface), we felt among the privileged few this afternoon, and with a blanket-cloud, and largely featureless sky above us, a mysterious and foreboding atmosphere lingered in the air, occasionally broken by the calls of wheeling birds.

Orford Ness lighthouse was built in 1792
Orford Ness lighthouse was built in 1792

Orford Ness lighthouse sits at the top of the shingle beach, overlooking the sea, and was used both as a navigation aid by Allied and German aircraft, in wartime, an observation post. The timbered Black Beacon housed an experimental ‘rotating loop’ navigation beacon (which led to an aircraft location system), and although their parts in conflict have long been played out, both structures still stand proudly. The lighthouse is still operational, guiding ships away from the shingle and sand banks, although history tells the role it may have had in the now-infamous UFO sightings in the nearby Rendlesham Forest, which allegedly took place in December 1980.

The Black Beacon at Orford Ness
The Black Beacon dates from 1928

Mysterious tales of electrical disturbances, ghosts and UFOs, still shroud Orford Ness, even today. Compasses reportedly don’t work anywhere on the island, while computers and camera monitors have been known to stubbornly refuse to operate. The sole-remaining electrical fields still known to be active are the World Service transmitters, where the strange effects are supposedly the weakest. UFO sightings also litter the story of the spit, which only add to the Ness’ already thick air of mystery.

The paths up to the former AWRE site are the most sinister, and it’s only when the first former testing chamber for nuclear weapons is entered, that you get a dark sense of what went on at Orford. Developmental work on the British atomic bomb took part under top secret conditions in the concrete and metal buildings which are now in a state of disrepair, and you can only marvel at the dangers people faced working in such places, and the magnitude and impact the weapons their livelihoods depended on would have had if they were ever used.

Former AWRE ‘Pagodas’, Orford Ness
A former AWRE ‘Pagoda’ (left) and testing chamber

The so-called ‘Pagodas’ are well-known on the coast in this part of Suffolk. Two of the six huge laboratories built, along with many smaller buildings, they tested every combination of physical situation and stress which the atomic bombs might be subjected to. Designed to contain high explosives, their roofs deflected debris down into the testing chambers in the event of an accidental blast. It is these buildings which are the most striking and distinctive, their columns and shallow pyramid roofs belying their dark and dangerous past.

A fascinating place to go and see, a visit to Orford Ness is highly recommended. As we strolled back leisurely to the military trailer housing the National Trust island look-out, our tired legs were telling us all we needed to know. But, it had been a well-spent and interesting afternoon, in both a historically important and remote location.

Heritage Open Days and Broomhill Pool

Friday, September 7th, 2007

Broomhill Open Air Pool, Ipswich - Thanks to Dan Hiller (http://www.flickr.com/photos/11738661@N00/321675765/)
Broomhill Open Air Pool, Ipswich (picture courtesy of Dan Hiller)

If you want to get and about and explore your local area, this weekend is the one in which to it. Heritage Open Days are this Saturday and Sunday, and are an opportunity to see inside interesting and cultural buildings, which are not normally open to the public. Reportedly England’s biggest and most popular voluntary cultural event, of particular interest to me is the chance to see inside the Olympic-sized Broomhill Open Air Pool, in Ipswich.

Opened in April 1938, this magnificent Grade II-listed open-air lido now sits derelict. A campaign to save it has been up and running since the pool’s closure in 2002, with the ultimate aim of reopening what must be one of the most picturesque 1930s lidos in the country.

The 8 lanes of heated water, 50-metre length, 5 diving boards, 700-seat grandstand, sunbathing terraces, and nearly 200 changing rooms attracted almost 2,000 swimmers and sun worshippers from across the town and beyond, even only 20 years before its closure.

Broomhill Open Air Pool changing rooms, Ipswich - Thanks to Dan Hiller (http://www.flickr.com/photos/11738661@N00/321669824/)
Broomhill Open Air Pool, Ipswich (picture courtesy of Dan Hiller)

The Ipswich Society is playing it’s part in coordinating the open day events in Ipswich, with many properties opening their doors for the only time this year.

The baton has been passed to the Broomhill Pool Trust for the lido’s viewing days, which unfortunately, I’m going miss due to being away, but I do intend to highlight the pool and the many stories it no doubt has to tell in more depth on these pages sometime in the future.

I literally stumbled upon the pool late last year, after being told it was there by Ipswich-living friends, who had lived in the town for many years. What was even more remarkable is the fact that it is literally a stone’s throw away from my own front door.

I am a lover of 1930s architecture, and even in its closed and dilapidated state it is a majestic sight. Fully restored it would be stunning; I have become quite passionate about its reopening and regeneration. Save Broomhill Pool? Unequivocally, we should.

Broomhill Open Air Swimming Pool, Ipswich - Thanks to Dan Hiller (http://www.flickr.com/photos/11738661@N00/365831084/)
Broomhill Open Air Pool, Ipswich (picture courtesy of Dan Hiller)

Broomhill Open Air Pool Heritage Open Days
Saturday, 8 September 11:00 to 17:00 and Sunday, 9 September 11:00 to 17:00, Broomhill Open Air Pool, Sherrington Road, Ipswich.

Save Broomhill Pool (http://www.savebroomhillpool.org)

The beasts from the East

Monday, August 27th, 2007

The weather really has been very un-Bank Holiday like this weekend, and so before the predicted rains come again tomorrow, we made the best of the sunny skies today, and buzzed up to Lowestoft, to see Mum and Ean.

We’ve not been for a while, and so made an early start, arriving as a table-filling buffet lunch was being prepared. We’ve all not had one of those for years, and as the quartered sandwiches were brought to the table, memories of early Sunday evening buffet teas came flooding back.

Everything was there, from sandwiches to sausage rolls, from crisps to crackers to crusty bread. It certainly gave us a pre-lunch appetite, especially after we’d planted four small Hebe bushes, and had sat chatting. And, maybe a little too contented afterwards with what we had eaten, we set out to find an easterly geocache, flushed with the walk and travel bug liberation from Saturday’s stroll in Loves Green.

Mum even tagged along, too, adding another dimension to the walk across the lush green fields of Carlton Marshes. Stopping en-route to take a look at Britain’s most easterly point – Lowestoft Ness – we stood under ‘Gulliver’, which at 80 metres high, is the UK’s tallest onshore wind turbine. Obviously the most easterly, too, the sound of the blades scything through the blowy skies above the North Sea was eerie, yet comforting, the white points catching glints of sunlight as they went around, casting imposing shadows over the glittery rocks.

Smile! Nik shoots Gulliver
Smile! Nik shoots Gulliver

The Carlton Marsh geocache took us back to Oulton Broad, the sound of the Regatta Day powerboats carrying across from the nearby broads. It was in complete contrast to the trek across the rutted farm tracks and fields, though (made harder for those of us wearing open-toed sandals), with the silence only punctuated by the occasional moo from the fields of inquisitive Fresians, only a few months or weeks old.

Three’s cow-pany
Three’s cow-pany

Finding the actual treasure heralded a first. A pair of geeky-looking fellow geocachers had already found our reward, and wouldn’t move until we had done the same. It was the first time we’d ever stumbled across other treasure seekers, and after assuring us that they were in on the game, we decrypted an additional clue that led us to the bounty. After dropping off the travel bug we’d collected from Essex only two days before, we wrapped up and hid the treasure box back away from prying eyes, ready for someone else to come and find it.

It was in many ways, another enjoyable day like yesterday, full of family fun, good food, and very nice weather. All of which seem to be a reoccurring theme, for this weekend at least.