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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...

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...

Blogger: Kate Blincoe, Communications Manager The number crunching has been done and the eagerly awaited results have been announced. The nation wants to know what it means to them. No, not the budget! I mean the annual stock take of our birds; the results of Big Garden Birdwatch 2012 are just out...

Blogger: Kate Blincoe Parenthood can feel complicated at times. We become circus skills experts with all that plate spinning, juggling and tightrope walking as we try to do the best thing for our families whilst managing limited time and money. Having just returned to work following maternity leave...

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...

Blogger: Aggie Rothon, Communications Officer The running joke in my household at the moment is that whatever film any one suggests watching my response will always be, ‘hmmmm, I don’t do war/romcom/sci-fi films.’ My comeback quip is always ’but I like characters and contemplation...

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...