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Published: July 26th 2017
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Norwich
The markets. What a lovely morning. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, farmers are filling the lanes with tractors and harvesters. What could be better? It is certainly a great day to visit the city of Norwich. Breakfast is a delight with fresh eggs, cereal, toast, marmalade, tea and coffee. What a superb start to the day.
We negotiate the agricultural machines through country lanes before getting on to a more direct road to Norwich. It is Monday, sunny, and summer. Everyone should be at the beach. Not today. Everyone is shopping. We get a great car park in a large shopping centre and then head off on a mission. One team member needs a haircut. We are used to hairdressers in large shopping centres. Not at this one. A helpful young man at the information desk directs us to a quick cut hairdresser. We get lost after the second right turn but soon find one that is happy to have our business. Quick cut it certainly was. Not even enough time for member No.2 to flash the card on a spending spree.
We have been to Norwich before so we did not need to re-visit the impressive cathedral.
Norwich
St Peter Mancroft Church
Instead we left town on Mission No.2 – in search of the village of Roughton. What connection this village has to our family name we are unsure, probably none. We drive east through more rolling countryside. So far we have not come across any flat wetlands – the Norfolk Broads. The village of Roughton is at a junction. There is a pub, garage, store, fish and chip shop, school and church. A new housing development is underway and several houses have signs out advertising plants and other garden features for sale. The roads are quite busy.
The church is always a place to find information about the past. We arrive at the church and as we approach the gate a man walking his dog asks if we need help. Before we get into details we ask how he pronounces the name of the village. We have solved one mystery. The village pronounces its name perfectly. We won’t have to teach them how to pronounce the name Roughton. This gentleman introduces himself as the husband of the local vicar. We explain our mission. He has an appointment but gives us some advice and we wander the churchyard. Many of the
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The Royal Arcade headstones are very old and it is difficult to read the names. On one we see the name Rought. Could this be a missing link? The Rought family live within the town hence the name Roughton. We don’t declare ownership of Roughton in case we get a large rates or tax bill. It has been fun exploring the town but we need to move on.
The pub is shut tonight so we decide on a light snack and fruit dinner. A walk around the lane gives us more exercise. We discover mounds of dirt everywhere. Moles. Our host explains how annoying they are especially in the vegetable garden. They don’t eat the plants just push mounds of earth up and over the plants in search of worms. The mole catcher often visits.
Tomorrow we head for London and three nights with our daughter and her husband. Always an exciting time catching up with family. On the way we’ll stop in the towns of Ely and Cambridge. The weather is predicted to be sunny.
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