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  • Blog post: Feisty friend

    Have you ever had that experience when you get up really early in the morning, it’s still dark and no-one else is awake? For a short time, while the sky is magical with wispy waves of star glitter, you could be the only person on the planet. I used to get this feeling when I was younger and I had...
  • Blog post: Autumn days when the grass is jewelled ....

    It was the summer equinox over the weekend, on the 22 September. It is a time of year that makes me feel both happy and sad at the same time. The sun, pitched perfectly against a clean, crisp, blue sky, watching down on us from its highest position gives me a real boost. A natural energy shot! But, at...
  • Blog post: Natural, traditional and udderly wonderful!

    Blogger - Aggie Rothon, Communications Officer I have fallen in love with keeping chickens. They are quirky, personality filled creatures and I can fill hours in a day watching them. We now have five in total, including Colin the cockerel, but with the cold weather and drawn in nights we still have...
  • Blog post: The jigsaw puzzle of life

    Blogger: Communications Officer Aggie Rothon I am incredibly lucky to live where I do. If I leave my house in any direction I can always find myself surrounded by the magnificence of nature. So I’m not missing out, now that the nights are drawing in and I have had to reroute my after-work dog...
  • Blog post: terning life on its head

    Blogger - Erica Howe, Communications Manager I am a self-confessed list girl. I make lists for all kinds of things. My day at work, food shopping, chores, going on holiday. Post-it notes are now a handbag staple. This then becomes a pretty futile exercise because I have so many of them that I don't...
  • Blog post: Searching for stonies

    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...