Annual pilgrimage to see the snowdrops...

Yesterday we timed our yearly trip to Walsingham to see the snowdrops to perfection within the strange and erratic Norfolk weather. At one point glorious winter blue skies and an hour or so later, hail and snow - by this point we were in the warm grateful consuming roast chicken cooked by Libby! I say it every year, but it is a lovely family tradition of going on the walk and this year enjoyed all the more with the welcome addition of Inky. She and her sniffing snuffle nose enjoyed every inch of the abbey grounds! Been bowling today and have discovered that Anna is the world's worst looser with a mighty sulk as her sister and I wiped the floor with her. Need to learn to be a gracious looser Wiggle - it is a good quality in a human being.