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As i pulled into the quayside there was a strong coastal smell. Rich, salty seaweed, damp wood from the pier, and pungent shellfish remains from the cockle van parked up at a jaunty angle. The enigmatic herring gull soundtrack was faint on this particular morning, but it was there none the less. This...

The countryside may be awash with crimson red and burnt orange, but a sinister force is creating a dark cloud over Autumn in the UK. Chalara fraxinea (try pronouncing that after a glass of red wine!) is a disease that has decimated Ash tree species throughout Northern Europe, already affecting over...

Back in late January we asked you to help us. Help us with something very close to our hearts. Hintlesham Woods is one of the largest remaining blocks of ancient woodland in Suffolk and is nationally important for its size, archaeological features and the communities of plants, birds, insects and other...

I've just been for a very wet walk. It didn't rain, although it certainly did this morning; the heart-shaped petals of the dog-rose that dot the hedgerows have been battered by the heavy raindrops and are now stuck to the roads and tracks like thin scraps of crepe paper. No, it wasn't the...

Blogger: Aggie Rothon, Communications Officer I remember picking up our Christmas turkey one year. I was only small, but I can still recall the slow drive up a rain sodden path following signs for ‘Norfolk Black turkeys.’ A few sheep grazed in the fields to the left, bundled up in their...

I'm gutted. Wagon wheels don't have jam in them anymore. What's occurin'!? In the good ol' days that fake Wheely jam sat tenderly against its pure white mallow like a jumped up jammie dodger. But then in the good ol' days corncrakes croaked from the fields, corn buntings...

Blogger: Aggie Rothon, Communications Officer If winter is great grey waves bellowing against the cold shingle of the Norfolk coast then summer is Breckland. Crisp heaths baked yellow by a clear sky. Heather growing red and purple by the side of bare paths and gorse pods crackling open in the heat...

Blogger - Erica Howe, Communications Manager It’s been a shocking week to say the least! And it’s only Tuesday! The RSPB announced today that the EU are planning to sever a rather important leg from our Common Agricultural Policy. That all sounds rather jargonny I know so i’ll...

Blogger: Erica Howe, Communications Manager My birthday tends to fall either side of the Easter weekend which, when i was younger and at school was always a real bonus. It meant we had two weeks off, time to play outside and if we were lucky, lots of chocolate! My memories of this school holiday...

Blogger: Erica Howe, Communications Manager Finding inspiration can come from the most unusual places! It’s not often that i’m stumped for words, but sometimes, when you’re having ‘one of those days’ it’s not easy to write an exciting piece of prose or come up with...

Blogger: Erica Howe, Communications Manager Having just returned from a once in a lifetime holiday to New Zealand and Borneo, it’s fair to say, i’m a little bit glum. Holiday blues have set in and I wish I was back there, amongst the mountains of New Zealand, the fresh air, the breath...

I bumped in to an old primary school friend the other day. I hadn’t seen her for 17 years but she seemed just as lovely as she had been back then. She reminded me of playtime at my childhood home. Us building rafts together to float on the lake and my mum making us chicken kievs – Lucy’s...

Without wanting to put that rather overplayed Bros hit from way back in the day in your head, it's not too far from the truth! As Communications Manager for the RSPB in the East, my role is as varied as a Blue Peter Presenter's and as exciting as a lead part on EastEnders. Ok, so EastEnders may...

I’ve had a rather entertaining fortnight. Autumn Watch may be over for another year, but something equally addictive has managed to catch my attention recently. Every time I head out in the crisp winter air for a stroll or I layer up my jumpers, coat and scarf to walk to work, I am followed by...

I wanted to work for a big organisation that had get-up and go, I wanted to work for someone progressive that cared for the environment. It was the organisation I’ve waited my whole life to work for. All these are reasons why the colleagues sitting around me decided to apply for the jobs they...