The guys from 'The Harvs' (http://www.theharvs.com/) busk their thing outside Clinton Cards on Mere Street in Diss
Saturday Ramblings: Diss, The Harvs and Southwold - 3rd April 2004
When fanciful aspirations of things that might be are swept aside by the realisation that some things will probably never be, and you come to realise that yes, this is really it - there is no more, then the best thing to do is to go and stand on a windswept beach and just listen to the waves for a while. And so Nosher did, preceded by a quick muso hang-out in Diss with the guys from "The Harvs", who Nosher met recently and with whom he will hopefully be gigging with at some point in the not-too-distant future, and followed by a stop at Blythburgh Church for one of those spiritual moments (being an Agnostic who happens to like churches). Blythburgh Church has now been immortalised in the song "Black Shuck" by Lowestoft's "The Darkness". The demon-dog Black Shuck is an East Anglian legend, and is said to haunt graveyards and country lanes. Sometimes Black Shuck is headless, or sometimes has bright eyes that can be seen in the dark. He follows travellers step-for-step, and if they should turn and see him, a close family member will die within 12 months. The word Shuck derives from Anglo-Saxon "Scucca" (meaning devil). Both Blythburgh and Bungay churches are said to have scorch marks on their doors caused by blows from Shuck's "fatal paw".
next album: A birthday barbeque and a wander around Pulham - 4th April 2004
previous album: Jess's Birthday Do, King's Head Pulham St Mary - 3rd April 2004
A passer-by talks about Woody Guthrie
Jon 'Ninja' Mortlock wanders past
A nice and gloomy vista looking down along the breakwater
Self-timer photo. Concrete. Sky. Split.
I like groynes. They just sit there, being battered by the endless sea.
Blown away: This hut seen better times
Another hut has these rather sweet childlike paintings on the door
Adnams branch out from selling beer to selling sheds
Looking back to Southwold from the recently-refurbished pier
All around the pier are little plates, presumably those provided by sponsors of the refurbishment work. This one caught Nosher's eye as it reminded me of my mate Wavy Davy
The brilliant Water Clock, built by inventor Tim Hunkin (http://www.timhunkin.com/>, Will Jackson and Jack Trevellian. If you look closely you can see the two guys near the bottom urinate, and miss the toilet-bowl completely.
The clock performs this every half hour. The copper dudes now have their trousers back on.
There's also an entertaining home-made arcade, featuring The Doctor, who'll write out an illegible prescription for you...
...And Crankenstein, built by Will Jackson
The Southwold Pier sign
Underneath the pier
A few self-timer pix
A curious collection of bathing huts
This boat slowly decays and morphs into the ground it rests on
Along the promenade
See the sea
The 'flying angel' Blythburgh village sign
A picturesque lane leads away from the church
The church and the angel sign
The nave inside Blythburgh Church, showing some of the timbered Angel roof. It's an exceedingly light and airey church on account of the relative lack of stained glass.
The famous door: it was struck by lightning which left the vertical scorch-marks on the door (above and to the right of the handle). It is said to be the mark of the devil, or a scratch from the paw of Black Shuck
A carved figure on the end of the pew
up a very narrow spiral staircase can be found this priests' room. Very quiet.
The 14th century font
On the way back, a quick scope at St Andrew's at Bramfield
a cute, and unusual, thatched church
whose tower is significantly detached from the church itself